2011-05-18: The Paws Letters
The Paws Letters
| Author: Fanny Firebottom | Published: May 18, 2011 |
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Note, this was written by a player. However, the EMs adopted it as 'official' EM storyline fiction.
The following is a collection of extant letters, papers and fragments sent to or from personages residing in Paws before its abandonment. Most are in poor condition. We have attempted to catalogue the letters by date, based on the type of paper used, the styles of handwritings, and the references to persons or events of known dates. Inaccuracies in cataloguing are unavoidable.
Letter #1
(found tucked into a copy of Dimensional Travel in the Britain Public Library)
Dear (illegible)
I have acquired a splendid axe at Cold Steel Creations. From here I am (illegible). I shall stop at the Hammer-n-Anvil, however, for I hear they have reflect suits in bobbit sizes. I am looking forward to (several illegible sentences). I hope (illegible) gem (illegible). Only a few copper pence!
(illegible signature)
Tuesday the Fourth
The Teaser’s House
Letter #2
(part of a collection of old records and receipts obtained from the proprietor of Incantations and Enchantments)
Chad,
Here is a copy of the Unlock Spell for that (illegible) of thine. I know thou has not sent for any yet, but they don’t call me Psychic Sam for nothing!
(illegible paragraph follows).
Hope thou gets it open soon! Send a few Magic Missiles when thou has the chance!
Sam
Letter #3
(an old receipt discovered by the bookkeepers of Castle British)
RECEIVED FROM Paws
15 SWORDS
PAID IN FULL
(illegible signature)
Cold Steel Creations
(In a second hand on the reverse is a scribbled sentence in faded red ink. The words “stranger” and “gelatinous” can be made out.
Letter #4
(scrap recovered from trash heap outside Britain)
Dearest Thindle
(letter is mostly illegible)…weaving magic cloth.
(closing and signature illegible)
Letter #5 (found among the records of the stables in Castle British)
(salutation and first paragraph are illegible)
… find the shoes ill-fitting and uncomfortable! And I paid a good amount of gold for them! Moreover, the oats were stale and tasteless! (illegible sentence)
With great frustration,
Cesca,
Secretary to Smith
(the reverse of the letter is marked with a stamp resembling a large inverted U)
Letter #6
(found among the town records of Cove)
My dearest brother,
VER (illegible paragraph follows)
AMO (illegible paragraph follows)
COR (illegible paragraph follows)
So shall thou enter. So shall thou find the (illegible sentence follows).
Be well, my brother, Z
Letter #7
(recovered from the files of the Cat’s Lair in Britain)
(This is a long letter describing in detail the plans for the dismantling of the Cat’s Lair, a historical structure from the abandoned town of Paws, and the reconstruction of it within Britain proper. There are instructions regarding the necessity to preserve and maintain the integrity of the original structure, as well as authorizations for payment for the relocation by several historical and cultural organizations.)
Signed, F. Archibald Interim Chair, Old Sosarian Cultural Society
Letter #8
(recovered from the basement of the Ironwood Inn, Vesper)
(This is a long letter describing in detail the recent relocation of the deteriorating Cat’s Lair to a location in Britain and the meticulous attention to detail given by the builders to maintain the historical accuracy of the structure. The letter goes on to describe that Old Sosarian Cultural Society’s search for original Cat’s Lair memorabilia to house in the preserved tavern. The writer of the letter goes on to recount that she had been made aware of several bottles of Dr. Cat’s Original Ninth Life Ale housed at the Ironwood, and offers to purchase the bottles on behalf of the Cultural Society.)
Signed, F. Archibald, Interim Chair, Old Sosarian Cultural Society
PS: My tenure as chair of the Cultural Society will be ending at the next full moons. I will be persuing a career as candlestick maker in Jhelom.
Letter #9
(recovered from the First Library of Britain; badly damaged; spattered with blood [?])
Father
(illegible sentence)…getting weaker and weaker… (illegible sentence) coughing day and night.
(illegible sentence)… apprentice healer, Helena — my friend. (illegible sentence) home.
Please, Father.
Thy loving daughter, Meribeth
Letter #10
(recovered from an old chest of drawers in Empath Abbey)
Faren,
(illegible paragraph)
Remember me to the monks! Ask them to say a prayer for me and for all cheesemakers. Well not just cheesmakers. Any manufacturers of dairy products.
See thee soon!
Ubermon
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