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Sir Bryce's Letter Edit

My Dear Stormhawks,

Never in this long life was I more proud or sorrowful than that day I watched you all set off on adventures of your own. Since the time you were hardly more than children, each of you has shone with such hope, such determination, such promise that never once did I doubt that some day you would journey to make the world your own. Growing up, I taught you all as best I could, and though I was no great teacher you were each eager learners. Each story I told of my adventures imparted on you the lessons you would need to become adventurers of your own. In the five years since we last parted, I know that that spark of adventure within each of you has been forged into the soul of a hero.

I am dying. In truth, I was dying before you even left, but I said nothing. I would not have deprived any of you the chance to pursue your destinies with worry. I apologize that I could find no better way to tell you than this, but we take what Pellenor gives us. Still, I had hoped that my illness would not claim me before you returned, and I could give you what I had promised in person. Alas, it will not be so, and so I entrust my words and my gift to Bartell Brewer to give to you upon your return.

When you left, I told you that upon your return we would embark together on a grand adventure. Now that I am gone, I entrust that task to you. You must return to my tower, where you spent so many hours of your youth, and look in the library, where you spent so few. Find the secret within. Dark tidings approach. Trust in yourselves. Trust in each other.

Sir Bryce Greenwood

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