As Revlen made his rounds around town, patrolling , a sparrow flew to his side and dropped a letter into his hands. He looked at the letter noticing Marie's chest apon it, a smile found his face for the first time that day, he opened the letter and began to read. Revlen's face became dark, his usually stern expression gone, replaced by a look that showed an anguish he had not known since his first wife and children were murdered. Looking to the sky, his teeth clenched Revlen let out a mighty roar, throwing the letter to the ground, he stalked off. The look apon the proud warriors features showed beyond any doubt that the man was no longer the Revlen he had been. Passersby may see the letter, it reads...
My dearest love,
It is with a heavy heart that I write to you. I have decided to leave the island. I don't know for how long or if I will ever return. I just know that I need to leave. Please watch over Emily for me, she likes you. Keep up the good work of being the guard Captain. I'm so proud of you. I love you always and will never forget you. Goodbye.
Love,
Marie
The deeper dark
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A tall figure can be seen steping off the most recent ship to Gobilath, a black coat drapped over broad shoulders. The man walks slowly considering his long stride, a great axe strapped across his back, and a black hat apon his head. His ice blue eyes seem to hold no emotion as he keeps his gaze always ahead of him. A view gazes from cassual onlookers are cast his way, he seems not to notice. He begins his walk through the northern woods, a bandits hiding behind a near by tree leaps out ahead of the tall man, he seems not to notice. The bandit growls and pulls forth a broad sword, first mistake, and advances a step, second mistake. In a sudden burst of motion the large man steps forward, suddenly the bandit falls, his neck appearing to be broken. The tall man's hand moves to his side once more, stepping over the broken corpse.