Improvised Letter
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Improvised Letter is a letter the player player character can receive in the Epilogue from Gale's Spectral Voice if he detonated the orb to kill the 
Netherbrain or died attempting to claim the Crown of Karsus.
A hurried note, scribbled on a blank page torn from a book.
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- Given to the party by Gale's spectral image during the Epilogue
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- If Gale fails to claim the Crown of Karsus and is partnered with the player:
My love,
I write this letter with the most fervent hope that it need never be delivered. If you are reading it, then my hope was for naught. I have failed.
Perhaps writing this is foolish of me. After all, we are no longer bound together as we once were. I'm indulging myself, perhaps, to imagine you might gain some comfort in reading it. Yet, sitting here on the banks of the Chionthar, picturing you is all I can do.
You are perfect. You always were, and you always will be. I wish I had told you that more. I hope the paltry offering of my company, for the time you desired it, was a fair trade for the richness of your love, your strength, your generosity.
More than anything, I am sorry I will not be there to see the person you will become. You have so much life ahead of you. Treasure it, as I perhaps should have better treasured my own.
With the utmost gratitude,
Gale
- If Gale failed to claim the Crown of Karsus and was formerly partnered with Gale:
My love,
I write this letter with the most fervent hope that it need never be delivered. If you are reading it, then my hope was for naught. I have failed.
Perhaps writing this is foolish of me. After all, we are no longer bound together as we once were. I'm indulging myself, perhaps, to imagine you might gain some comfort in reading it. Yet, sitting here on the banks of the Chionthar, picturing you is all I can do.
You are perfect. You always were, and you always will be. I wish I had told you that more. I hope the paltry offering of my company, for the time you desired it, was a fair trade for the richness of your love, your strength, your generosity.
More than anything, I am sorry I will not be there to see the person you will become. You have so much life ahead of you. Treasure it, as I perhaps should have better treasured my own.
With the utmost gratitude,
Gale
- If Gale failed to claim the Crown of Karsus and approval is greater than 30:
My dear friend,
I write this letter hoping that it need never be delivered. If you are reading it, then my hope was for naught. I have failed.
Perhaps writing this at all is foolish of me. After all, I am the one who left you behind, who gave up mortal happiness and friendship for some imagined godhood. Yet, sitting here on the banks of the Chionthar, it is the thought of our bond that stills the murmur of disquiet within me.
Before we met, I had forgotten the joy of sharing my life with another (well, one with two legs at least). Your companionship changed everything, and for that, I want to thank you. I only wish I had expressed my gratitude more often, but alas - this humble ink and parchment will have to suffice.
Some small part of me wonders why I'm doing this at all, when mortality already granted me such a bounty of happiness. But I can no more resist this compulsion than I could the pleasure of your company. I only hope you can forgive me if I fail.
If I have one final wish for you, it is to live well. And not to make the same mistakes that I did.
Your humbled friend,
Gale
- If Gale volunteered and sacrificed himself to kill the Netherbrain and is partnered with the player:
My love,
Firstly - please forgive the scrawled nature of this note. My handwriting is no match for the Netherbrain's tremors. Or perhaps my hands shake of their own accord. At this juncture, it is difficult to tell.
Do not misunderstand me - I am not afraid to die. But I am afraid of what I might leave behind me. That my sacrifice might hurt you so that your life becomes an echo of my own, your chest corrupted by heartache as mine once was by the orb.
I hope and pray it is not the case - that in the time since I left you, you have lived a life full of beauty, happiness, and wonder. That is what I will picture when the time comes. Only you. You were all I ever needed.
You are calling to me - I have truly run out of time. But you will not - that I promise. When this is over, your life begins anew. Treasure it, as I treasured you. That is all I ask.
Yours forever,
Gale
- If Gale volunteered and sacrificed himself to kill the Netherbrain and approval is greater than 30:
My friend,
Firstly - please forgive the scrawled nature of this note. My handwriting is no match for the Netherbrain's tremors. Or perhaps my hands shake of their own accord. At this juncture, it is difficult to tell.
Do not misunderstand me - I am not afraid to die. But I am afraid of what I might leave behind me. That my sacrifice might inflict damage worse than the orb's in some ways. The kind that lingers in the heart of those who cared for me, and whom I will no longer be able to comfort.
I hope and pray it is not the case, that in the time since I left you, you have lived a life full of beauty, happiness, and wonder. You deserve no less.
You are calling to me - I have truly run out of time. But you will not - that I promise. When this is over, your life begins anew. Treasure it, as I treasured our friendship. That is all I ask.
Gale
- If Gale had to be convinced to sacrifice himself to kill the Netherbrain and approval is greater than 30:
My friend,
Firstly - please forgive the scrawled nature of this note. My handwriting is no match for the Netherbrain's tremors. Or perhaps my hands shake of their own accord. At this juncture, it is difficult to tell.
We are close now, so close I feel the orb stirring within me. It craves release, it craves destruction, and it knows it will soon be satisfied. How bitter it tastes, to have come all this way only to surrender to it.
I will not waste time expressing my disappointment - life is too short (specifically for me). But I will say this - you had best not squander the opportunities my sacrifice affords you. Waste this chance at life, and I promise, I will find a way to haunt you. On that you have my word.
You are calling to me - I have truly run out of time. What a pity.
Gale
- For all other cases:
The Last Will and Testament of Gale Dekarios of Waterdeep
To my mother, Morena Dekarios, I bequeath my tower and all contents therein (with the exception of all items detailed below. My apologies for the mess.)
To Elminster, I bequeath my collection of Netherese artefacts and tomes, to be stored or disposed of as he so wishes. (Be mindful of the Watchful Order of Magists and Protectors. I may not have informed them about said collection...)
To Tara, I grant the contents of my library, and the comfy armchair.
To my dear friend -
[The sentence is unfinished, the rest of the document incomplete.]