Letters to Beleg

[Deraj]

*A letter is placed in a mailbox at Skara Brae*

deer bellig,
i dont no ware yu are thees days but i think yur at moonglo studeeng to be a grat maj. so i wil sind my leter to ther and hop yu git it. it bin a long tym sens we wer togethir, i mis yu very much. manee thengs hav hapind in yur absins. for wun i hav assented to the rank of seeker. i think gramother wood be very prowd. however manee trubleng thengs hav hapind to. we hav ben fiting with the theevs gild for sum tym now. they are looking for a anchint artifat, and we are trieng to stop them. i am woreed becas my frend mil mylar is suposd to infl infilc go with them to help us but i am woreed that she wil git hurt. i dont think it is very good plan becas ranjers shood not reli on desepshun but insted verchoo to win the day. also i am very woreed that she wil be mayd to do sumtheng bad and that the theevs mite hert her. the theevs pooshd me off a tower wen thay had no mor yus for me so i shuder to think wat they mite do to mylar.

i am also upset becas my frends mayd me sad today. i tride to not let it bother me but sumtyms i dont think they understand. sumtyms i say i am the gratest ranjer in al of britanya, and they dont lyk it. they think im lyeng but im not. i just lyk to yus my img imag imajinashun. do yu rememer wen gramother told us the storee of father wen he sayvd his frend from the anchint lich in the old cripts in yoo? i lovd that storee. i thot father was the gratest ranjer of al tym and i wanted to be just lyk him. so wen i fite i imajin that im the gratest ranjer of all tym. wen i hav to mayk a choys i wonder wat wood the gratest ranjer of al tym do. wen i wayk up i think that i wil be the gratest ranjer of all tym today. wen i took my test i wasnt alowd to say i was the gratest and for too weeks i didn feel lyk the gratest ranjer of all tym. i dint feel lyk much at al. i no wat yu are goin to say, why dont i be the gratest ranjer of all tym withowt teling evereewun. well to tell the trooth i wunder if i shood stop tokeng if all my frends are mad at me. but if im not alowd to joke arownd and tell storees then mabee i shoodnt say inytheng. i dont want to mayk my frends mad but if i must lok away a part of me then wat is the poynt. am i being selfish?

but so my leter dus not end on so somber a note, i shal tell yu a storee. wyl roming throo the woods i came acros a cureeus site... a ber meeting. the bers were playng a stranj card game wich they cald paw-ker. i wached for a bit then desided to play. at firs the bers wood not alow it but wuns they saw i had sum honee to buy in with, they thot it was ther chans to win my honee. i dint see homer there but rumbl-belly was ther and also yu mite remember long-tooth and her litle sister short-tooth. ther was anuther ther his name was vladimir. for sevral owers we playd a tuff game of paw-ker. the gol of the game is to git sertin sets of cards. for exampl, if yu git to trees thats a pare. if yu get a snayk a wolf a bear a hart and rabit yu git a animal flush. i think yu git the ideeya. wel we playd for sum tym but it came down to me and short-tooth. shorty thot she cood trik me by makeng me think she had a alynd set but she only had a pare. can yu beleev it? inyways i beet her and wun all the honee and that mayd the bers very mad. long-tooth sed i cheeted but that is re ridik abserd! well troothfulee i never reely intinted to tayk ther honee so i split the honee evinlee bitween them. most of the bers wer mad at me but rumbl-belly sed he wood lyk to play me agin. i sur hop so, becas that was fun.

be wel, bruther
-serim

[Deraj]

*A letter is placed in a mailbox at Skara Brae*

deer bellig,
how are yu? i am ok. yesdrday we had a bad day. we fot the theevs at the valt becuz we thot that they wer tryeng to steel a importint artifat, but it was all a trik. yu see, the theevs had blakmeld lord haford and mayd him deseev us with this battel wile he wint to mynok to giv the artifat to the theev gildmaster. i was shokd. we fot well at the valt but poor kat wint all by hirself to mynok with lord haford and coodint fit off the theevs by herself. she was very sad wen she caym bak to the owtpost and i am woreed abowt her. but now it seems the theevs have the artifat and poor lord haford is ded.

bellig, why do peepl becum ranjers? sumtims i wunder. ther is this felow naymd ris. he was sitin in the owtpost with me and askd me to say wat humilty is. i told him wat i thot and he sed that was rong. i did not lik that so i askd him why he wantid to be a ranjer. he did not no. this botherd me so i desidid to leev. but why do thees peepl becum ranjers? oona sed the same thing befor she hurt her hed. i dont no why she was ther and neether did she. it dus not make sens. another thing, isnt telling sumwun ther defnishun of humilty is rong a can contri contradichun? oh well who nos.

inyways heer is a story. my frends keep telling me i need a bath. i think ther crazee becuz all the ladees luv my manlee musk. but i ges sins kat liks me more wen i am baythd i try to do it mor oftin. well git redy to mark down wun mor reesun why baths are bad. asid from the fakt that pirits luv baytheng so much that they hav a hole bath howse in ther pirit town, yu no wat other nefaryos creechur luvs baths? mermayds. yes, it is troo. i was baytheng the other day in the see sowth of skara bray wen a mermayd caym upon me. she was very beyootiful but i new beter than to fal in luv with a woman hoo wers clams upon her brests. i sed hello. she sed are yu the lejindry ranjer serim arith? i sed yes i am. she sed oh my yu relly are the hansomest ranjer in all of britanya. now wile she was rite i new she was tryeng to sedus me. but i new beter! befor i new it she was rite nex to me caresing my impinitrble mussels and my beyootiful hair but i new beter! then she began to wisper in my ear abowt how she wayted for so long for a man as manlee as me to come along but i new beter! then the lookd strayt at me with sultree eyes and kisd me and my hart beet a thowsind tymes over but i new beter! but then she sed and i just luv yoor manlee musk. thats wen i new for shur she was tryeng to trik me! after all, how can she luv my manlee musk wen i was taking a bath! so i pushd her away and sed get back monster! then she showd her true form, reveeling her monster teeth and lunjd at me! however i qwikly nokd her owt by casully flexing wen she slamd aginst me, noking her owt intirly. of corse i new her plans frum the start as her behavyor was fishy.

be well, bruther
-serim

[Deraj]

*A letter is placed in a mailbox at Skara Brae*

deer bellig,
how are yu? well i am predy gud. much has hapind sins i last rote yu. after the batle old homer sed he wood help us find lord harfords dawter if we atakd the theevs hidowt and gav him the mirer. kat didint much lik that opchun. insted we desidid to find ladee harford. we mayd are way to vespir to find the ladee harford to see if she new inytheng abowt her kidnapd dawter. she sed she thot pyrits took her dawter. she also sed she herd the name merik. then they went to bucanirs den to find informashun abowt merik. i did not go that tym. they arestid to pyrits who no somtheng abowt merik.

im woreed becas im not shur if we are doing the rite thing. yu see, we are holdeng thees to pyrits simbly becas we want them to giv us informashun but not for cryms comited. it feels wrong to me but we are tryeng to save a litle girl. wat are we suposd to do? kat let won of them go to try to convins her to tel us abowt merik but she left wen we did not relees her frend. now she is gon and her frend wont say inytheng. it is a difikult sichuashun but i trust kats jujmint.

i no yu hav been lookeng fowerd to my amazeng advinchurs so heer is won for yu. as i was woking down the rod won day a felo caym a runin sayeng help help. i sed wo slo down stranjer, wat seems to be the problim? he sed are yu the lejindry ranjer serim arith? i sed i am. he sed i hav falin under a div deev deviu fowl curs. i sed wat kind of curs. he sed a hol to a demonik relm has ben opind in my bely! i sed wat! he sed it is tru! so he lifted his shurt and as shur as the sun rises in the eest ther was a portal rite into a demon werld rite in his bely! just then a imp came crasheng owt and tryd to atak me. well bruther yu no a imp is no mach for me so it was easily des dispat dispached. this felo hoos name is sam by the way went with me to britin wer we tokked to severil wizerds but no won had the anser! well as wer woking to vespir he terned and sed to me serim ther was sumthing i was afrayd to tel yu. wen the portal in my bely formd i herd a voys that sed the sors of the portals power was insyd the demon relm. i sed i was afrayd that mite be the cays. he sed sir i wood not ask yu to jump into my belly. i sed fear not felo for it is my solim dutee to protekt britanya and all her inhi inhabe inhabiti citizins! so i jumpd into his bely and went spirileng down into the demon relm.

befor i new it i was compleetly surownded! demons of all shayps and sizes. a evil voys sed it seems our litle trap has workd and now we hav our gratist fo the lejindry ranjer serim arith hoo has foyld so many of our evil skeems and sint us bak into the voyd! he sed now we get are revinj! the demons army advansd! it was a trik all along to remov ther most danjirus fo frum britanya! im sur yu are burning to no jus how i got owt of that demon relm aginst all odds but yu wil hav to wayt until my nex leter!

be well, bruther
-serim

[Deraj]

*A letter is placed in a mailbox at Skara Brae*

deer bellig,
how are yu? i am not so wel. it seems my trubels gro wors and wors thees days. first the mater of lord harfords dawter. i hav lernd that the pyrit merik was the one hoo kidnapd the poor gurl but malcom sed that she was not at his hydowt. he demands that fifdy milyun gold be payd for the dawter. i trakd down ladee harford and she agreed to paying. now all i can do is wayt for merik to find owt and then figer owt wat to do frum ther. next is the mater of the theevs tower. it is sed the theevs hav the mirer of the sekstint at ther tower and i need to figur owt how to get it. mylar sed she nos a paswerd but i am woreed it mit be a trap. homer wants us to atak the tower wich mayks me think it mite be a bad ideya but if the mirer is ther can i reely aford not to get it?

i am woreed abowt my plas heer at the owtpost. reesinly mylar fel under the spel of a demun but was parshally kyurd by tom and kat. well one nite a wizerd naymd red came by hoo cood also help mylar and me and toby thot that mylar shood come with us and red to help serch for a book that wood give red som nolige abowt some poshuns that wood help mylar but mylar was orderd not to leev the owtpost. me and toby convensd her to come with us and she helpd a lot. next day morow and gilyan wer mad becas mylar disobayd ther order. even tho nothing went rong and even tho the qwest helpd mylar they wer stil mad becas of ther preshus orders.

bellig why am i even heer? i thot we wer a teem and frends not a bunch of soljirs. i thot we cood trust eech other. morow and gilyan dont trust my jujmint. gilyan dosint even think my werds are worth taking seryusly. and coreena says i shood yoos my jujmint but wont say why i shood not hav yesderday. but then ther are other ranjers to. kat just is not the same anymor. that sweet spirit wich i grew so fond of is al but gon. mylar has the hart of a ranjer but not the brayn. she did not avoyd the demun after i told her she shood and now i wonder if i shood hav ever vowchd for her. then oona who is my scowt and prolly dosint even want to be a ranjer.

coreena wantd to yoonite us but i dont feel very yoonited. i think we are mor frakshurd than ever. there cant be yoonitee withowt trust. and ther cant be trust with ranjers thretning to tatle to keeper and qweschun the jujmint of ther peers so eesly. but i wil stop beng the gratist ranjer of all tim and be the ranjer they want me to be. i will folow ther orders. i will stop drinking and teling tales and i wil stop yoosing jujmint becas i can not be trustid to do so. and sens they wer rite that a ranjer cant be a bard i wil stop playing my lute to.

as for the storee of the man with the demun portil in his bely, well that was just a tale and not achualy troo. i just mayd it up so ther reely is not an ending.

be well, bruther
-serim

[Deraj]

*A letter is placed in a mailbox at Skara Brae*

deer bellig,
how are yu? i am shur yu are kyur curyus intristed to no abowt the sichuashun with lord harfords dawter. as it turns owt we atakd the theevs tower after all. win mylar tokd to the theef owt front he menchund the naym peet to her. well peeter was the felow folowing rena arownd but it seems he is a ajint for the theevs gild. we beet thos theevs up good and got ther fayk mirer. old homer showd up later as xspectid and mylar gave him the mirer and he told her wat he new. he sed that the dawter was bing held on a bowt that seld arownd the sees so it cood not be fownd. he sed that the bowt wood be sumwer neer jelum in a week. just now malcom sed that merik wants to mayk his deel and im not shur how its going to work owt. all i want is for that girl to be returnd to her famlee.

after that i dont no. to be honist bellig i think after she is returnd sayflee i am going to leev the ranjers. i thot we wer all frends but it seems weer not. yesderday mylar sed i was bing ridiqulos. mylar sed this. after i vowchd for her dureng the zanthis trubels. after i helpd her in wat ways i cood wen she was tryeng to rideem herself in the days that folowed. after i told her not to deel with that demon felow and then after i tryd to cary her owt of oombra with all those fows arownd us. and finlee after gilyan and morow tryd to get her in truble lik they always do and i tryd to defind her. now she thinks i am ridiqulos. i dont think i am bing ridiqulos.

wat wil i do after, yu ask? well grandmuther always sed that are famlee mayd shoos. maybe ill mayk shoos. or maybe i can come to yu and study majic with yu. now dont laff. i can reed and rite much beter now. or maybe sins i wont be a ranjer anymor i can go bak to playing the loot. wat do yu think?

be wel, bruther
-serim

[Deraj]

*A letter is placed in a mailbox at Skara Brae*

deer bellig,
wel i had a chanj of hart and desidid not to leev the ranjers aftir al altho yu prolly new i woodint leev. to be honist i am not shur if i got throo to morow but hopfulee we can start bing a felowship and not lik a etin argyuing with itself. as for the mater with lord harfords dawter as it turnd owt she was returnd to her mother thankfooly but her mother is now mad at us. why yu ask? as i undrstand ther was sum kind of disagreemint bitween rena and lady harford and lady harford endid up geting tyd up and left in a tavirn in jelom and the ranjers alowd it. now i do not envee the decishun that they had to mayk but i am sertin that they mayd it with virchoous intinchuns. merik got his gold and toby agreed to not persoo them in exchanj for informashun.

as it turns owt merik nos sumthing abowt the sextint peeses particlarly the geer. he nos a legind of wer it is kept and the theevs wer trieng to figer it owt. acording to toby the theevs wantid to get lord harford's dawter becas she is the won that can mayk him talk but weer not shur why. it is a stranj cays if yu ask me. kalarik mayks a deel with merik to kidnap girl and colect ransom. then kalarik kils lord harford mayking ransom mor difkult. now kalarik wants to get girl frum merik. why? to mayk him tel the legind of the geer? wel merik says he wil tel us the legind so maybe we can find the geer befor kalarik finds the girl. i hop he dosint becas lady harford wants nuthing to do with us.

bellig i wish i cood giv yu sum good news but sadly i hav only anuthir sad riport. lady piper has ben takin! yu never had a chans to meet her but she is a nite of olimbus and the leeder of olimbus and govner of trinsik govner tom has ben posesd by a fowl deemon naymd bayn and bayn has forsd tom to kidnap piper. now bayn-tom is hold up sumwer with her and it is up to me to find her! i feer for her wel bing becas in the fuchur we shal be mareed and if sumthing bad hapins to her she shal not acheev her dreem of mareeing the most handsum man in al of britanya in a pink dres wich is her favorit coler and then dansing the nite away nonstop in a very lowd extravigint and joy-fild weding! plees cros yur fingers for me good bruther and hop that my damsil is stil ok!

be wel, bruther
-serim

[Deraj]

*A letter is placed in a mailbox at Skara Brae*

deer bellig,
im sory that i havint writin you in sum tym now for much has hapind. for wun i am now ferst seekr. but dont celbrayt becus it wasint a plesint tym wen i took the tytil. trooth be told all the ranjers were argyoong and moro rezynd as furst seekr so i took it upon myself. its ben hard becus sum of them are so eesly ofindid and hold fast to ther grujis and resintmint that its hard to pach the wyd rifs that hav come bitween us all.

ther was also a starteling divelupmint in the serch for the sextint. as it turnd owt the theeves wer cawsing truble in trinsik so i had oona serch for informashun. well she fownd owt that the theeves wer looking for lady harford and so we battld the theevs in trinsik for her and won. we sikyurd her and her dawter at olimpis. wons she was sayf and sikyur we went looking for merik the pyrit becus he promessd toby that he wood tell him the story of the geer. we lookd for merik on fiyur iyul thanks to informashun from lady harford. win we fownd meriks hydowt we did not find merik but a old man naymd isocrates. the old man sed he was leeving but becus merik had promessd the story to toby he wood tell us. in the story a theef and a pyrit wer serching for the geer and fownd it in the hands of a demun. the demun gav it to the pyrit but at the cost of his sowl. then the theef tryd to bakstab the pyrit and take the geer. the pyrit drownd with the geer tho and now we think he sels the sees at nit on a gost ship. we fownd the demun at the botum of hithloth and the demun sed it wood tell us how to find the geer but only if we brot back the pyrits sowl. toby sed no and i agree with him. me toby eodayn and mylar desidid to kill the demun rite ther. we do not no for shur if the demun is troolee ded but our cunsern is that the theevs will find it and mayk a deel. now we hav to figer owt how to find this gost ship.

i no yu hav ben pashuntly awayting a story so heer wun is. wun day i was woking throo the forist and i caym acros a etin. the etins heds wer yeling at eech othir. now its not oftin yu see etin heds aginst eech othir but as i aprochd they belowd lowdly. i went to them and sed whats wrong? wun hed sed hes a jerk. the other hed sed well hes stoopid. i sed how is wun of yu a jerk and the othir stoopid? well the jerk sed that for a hole munth now the stoopid hed had lost ther favrit club wun day win he set it down upon the bak of a lama thinking the lama was a tabil but the lama ran away. now why wood sumwun think that a lama was a tabil? becus they are stoopid of cors. then the stoopid hed sed that it hapind a hole munth ago and they had a new club and the jerk hed woodint let it go. then the jerk hed sed well maybe if yu say sory for being stoopid and then the stoopid hed sed im sory yur such a jerk and then both heds began to below at eech othir wuns agin. i told them to shush. to the jerk hed i sed well yur bing stoopid yurself for holding this aginst him for so long. to the stoopid hed i sed and yur bing a jerk yurself by eskalayting the mater with yur aditood. then to both heds i sed neether of yu will mayk pees until both of yu stop bing stoopid jerks. well that reely set them off. first they both yeld at me but then they yeld at eech othir. then wun of them hit the othir and they fot. they fot so hard i forgit wich was the jerk and wich was stoopid. they fot and they fot and i tryd to stop them but i coodint. win the dust seteld the etin got up. wun hed was now ded. the other hed lookd at me with rigret and rimorse in his eyes. he tryd to wayk up his hed bruther but the bruther was ded. the hed wept and it wokd bak into the forist. the ded hed of his bruther forevir hanging besid him to remind him of his falyur and stubernis.

be well, bruther
-serim

[Deraj]

*A letter is placed in a mailbox at Skara Brae*

deer bellig,
i hav been bizee for sum tym now but just fownd sum tym to rite. we hav capchurd a man naymd hal who sed that he is becuming sumwun naymd simidar an evil persun frum the past. simidar was put ther by sum woman who wants simidar to bring bak sum wich that wil do bad things i think. well hal sed to kil him but as yu wel no that is not the ranjer way. however i suspekt that simidar is tryng to bate us into kiling him for sum reesun. he says simidar wont let him kil himself but then why wood simidar let him ask the ranjers to kil him? mayks no sens. all we can do is wayt and see.

thin ther is xery. i dont think i told yu abowt xery. she is a gurl frum tokoono that hurt a lot of peepl and was jeld for a long tym. then she was brot to our prisun and she stayd ther for awyl. wyl she was ther i tryd to be nis to her and helpd her find virchoo. she has come a long way. she sed she wantid to be a ranjer but then left to find her dawter hoo was takin by the villin zanthus. well wen she came bak she sed bing a ranjer wasint for her. seemd lyk a drastik chanj of hart if yu ask me. i am disapoyntid becas i think she wood mayk a grayt ranjer. she wood fit in well heer. i no wat yur thinking shes a crimnal so she shood be in jel rite? aye maybe so but bruther wat is the beter way to mayk aminds for wuns past evil to langwish in jel or to tern a leef and serv britanya and its peepl? i say if a persun can proov themselfs to be good then they shood be alowd to do good. maybe she wil com arownd. i hop so.

evrytheng has been very kalmd sins i bicaym ferst seekr but the ranjers are stil hurt frum all that transpyrd munths ago. evin tho we do not fite inymor we do not hav the bond we wuns had. sumtyms i think sum of them dont reely care to be heer inymor and that its just an oth to them. maybe i am wrong tho. all of our trubels extingwishd the lite in me and i no longer feel the saym spirit i wuns did so maybe i just hav a soree look on things. sumtyms bruther i want to run into the forist and stay ther. sumtyms i want to go bak hom becas sumtyms the owtpost dosint feel lik hom.

be well, bruther
-serim

[Deraj]

*A letter is handed to a courier in Trinsic*

deer bellig,
how are yu? yu hav prolly ben wundering why i havint riten yu in so long. wel it is a long storee. ther has been so much trajidy in skara bray ever sins i last rote. i do not hav tym to rite it all down but i can tell yu now that spiritwood and skara bray may be in grayt truble. govner gray wolf and miter the keeper of the ranjer gild have unjustlee murderd my frends. kat ris and cane. they hav dark secrits and soon enuf i will expos them as the monster they are. i am taking a grayt risk but i beleev in my hart it is the rite thing to do. as i rite this i do not no how it will go or if i will be alive in the end. but befor i go i wantid to send this leter and hope it finds yu wel and to tel yu that yu are my bruther and that i luv yu. i hope to see yu agin won day.

be wel bruther
-serim