Correspondence

They trudged back to town, weary and dirty. While Nysse went to settle Tsume in the stable, Rhese accessed the mailbox, pulling a letter from within its pocket of magic that rang with his name. He smiled warmly when he read the sender’s name, but tucked it into his pouch. It wasn’t until later, as …

Redirection

Nysse stepped into the small home only to be stopped by a petite female night elf putting her palm up. Rhoelyn pointed outside, “I just cleaned. What goes for my brother goes for you as well. Go dunk yourself in a river and clean up before you come in.” Nysse peered over Rhoelyn’s shoulder, “But …