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A letter to Vex’ahlia of Vox Machina from Zahra Hydris, written on the tenth day of her residence in Whitestone. Crumpled into a ball and left under the table of the tavern, found there by Kashaw Vesh.
My dearest
Darling
Dear Vex,
I’m not actually sure why I’m writing to you, given the lack of forwarding address you left when you
ran off after dying the day before
set out to continue your quest. I doubt I’ll learn of a place to send this before you return to Whitestone,
if you
your brother and party in tow. I look forward to seeing you
alive
again.
As an aside, since I can’t very well write him a letter, tell Grog that the moonhammer may have a higher center of balance than he’s used to, since I was going off of memory when forging it. I hope it serves him well, since
you’ll need all the help you can
it’s his job to protect
I would hate for any friend of mine to be fighting with inferior weapons.
We’re settling into Whitestone well. I can see how Percy came from such a place.
I still can’t believe that he
He’s my friend but when I think about
I thought having time to myself would
make me less furious but
be a welcome change after so long on the road, and it is, in some ways, but I find myself missing
you
the company Vox Machina provided.
I met your friend, Pike. She is as lovely as you described, and the residents of Whitestone, new and old, are beyond grateful to have her
even if I think sometimes her place is with you so that you have a cleric the next time someone
and well they should be. She is invaluable.
She told me about your fight with the treachery demon, before we met. I think she was trying to reassure me that your death would have no permanent ill effects, but it just made me more
When I close my eyes I still see you falling
I never told you how much I
Come home. Come home safe, and and healthy, and whole.
I could not bear it if
Oh, fuck it all, I’m never sending this, am I.
A letter to Zahra Hydris from Vex’ahlia of Vox Machina, two weeks after their parting. Written and then torn to pieces and abandoned of the ground of Vox Machina’s most recent campsite, later mended with magic and slipped into Vex’s pack by Keyleth.
Zahra
Dear Zahra
My dear friend
It’s been two weeks since last we spoke
but you already knew that
and already I find myself
missing yo
longing to be in Whitestone
with
where they have actual beds and not just pallets on ground that’s more rocks than dirt. I haven’t slept a full night in ages, between the uncomfortable arrangements and
the nightmares
Grog’s snoring.
I wonder if I’d sleep better if you were wi
We’re all doing well, or as well as can be expected. My brother
still won’t tell me what’s
may have sold his soul to
can’t cut the self-sacrificing bullshit for one godsdamned
is fine. We’re all fine here. How are you?
I should’ve known I’d be useless at this
Why can’t I just
Fuck
Zahra, I
I don’t know what’s going to happen, but I want you to know that I
I miss
I want
I don’t know how Vax can just come right out and say it when I can’t even
Fuck this.