I am well aware that these last few years (Hells, all your years) we have not been close as we could have been. Our family's business kept me busy, leaving most of your upbringing to others under my employment. I regret that. I have so many things to tell you about who you are, who your family is in reality. Yes, you are correct in assuming I am a simple merchant. Nothing special there. Your mother, on the other hand, was quite the rarity. That is where you get your charm and looks those fair maidens love so much. I know you never knew her, that you believed she died at childbirth or when you were a babe, like the rumormongers say. I admit, I did nothing to discredit those rumors. The truth, my son, is far different. Your mother is very much alive. As I get ready to go to the grave I hope you will forgive me for keeping this from you. I cannot reveal much, save that she was a very fiery and dare I say... brassy lady. The magic that dwells within you was also inherited from her. After my last breath has exhaled and you find this letter, I want you to sell everything, pay off any outstanding debts the business owes, then leave Suzail. Cormyr holds nothing for you. Your destiny and the answers you seek lie along the Sword Coast, around Baldur's Gate, with your mother. Go, my son. Realize your potential. Just promise me you won't forget your old man and what he was able to teach you.
Your Father,
Laddle
(Ooc all critique welcome. In memory of my father, who passed away April 6th 2020. Thank you all for reading and for your input. I
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