A letter from Rivulet Brook, #2

So with the blessing of my DM, I am going to be writing letters home from my D&D character Rivulet Brook. Here is the second one! You can read Rivulet's first letter here.

Dear Kyrie,

It feels as though I left Goa just yesterday and also ages ago. I hope to be back in Goa some day, but if not, I'm sure the gods will ensure that our paths cross once again.

I write to you from an oases in a dangerous place. I will tell you the story in full sometime, but I must get rest for I face a test of Melora tomorrow. Do not fear, I am also writing to Priestess Titalia as well.

I miss you dearly, but I also wanted to write to you about a group we encountered called The Children of Sunfire. Have you heard of them? They are followers of Pelor but there is a sinister edge to how their leader speaks especially in regards to burning. We traveled with them briefly and I fear they were lost in either a dust storm or to a gigantic creature. Yet I know their leader was magical so perhaps he, or others, survived. I guess I write to you about them as a warning to look out for them and maintain your faith as I know you do. I also fear that the devout Pelor follower traveling with me might be tempted by this sect, but he has proven himself many times so perhaps my fear is unfounded.

I do not mean to worry you, but I found myself thinking of you so I wanted to write to you while I had the chance to get a letter to you.

Sending me a letter back may prove tricky, but I do hope to make my way back to the Inhi Crossroads. You can try sending a response there as they should know me--my group and I helped save them from some mauraders but that is a story for another time--but I do not know when I will return to there, Goa, or anywhere.

Until our paths cross, may the gods bless you.

Love,

Rivulet

(Prompt by me but with blessings from my DM)

Art by Madyha Leghari

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