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Letter from Elminster (Epilogue)

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Not to be confused with Letter from Elminster
Letter from Elminster (Epilogue) image

Letter from Elminster is one of the letters GaleGale can receive in the Epilogue. It has three variations depending on whether Gale retired to Waterdeep, ascended to godhood, or took another path.

A plain, unadorned note.

Properties

  • NotesNotes
  • Author:  Elminster Author: ElminsterElminster
  • Rarity: Common Rarity: Common
  • Weight: 0.1 kg / 0.2 lb Weight: 0.1 kg / 0.2 lb
  • Price: 14 gp Price: 14 gp
  • START_WIDGET"'-b0ee09b5cd6cf7b9END_WIDGET START_WIDGET"'-ddc537396a5180d7END_WIDGET
    UID S_EPI_Letter_ElminsterGaleWaterdeep
    UUID 9445cd48-a46e-4b86-a862-599fc6e5db01
  • START_WIDGET"'-f4a5f27bceb00642END_WIDGET START_WIDGET"'-f34d5bdc1a080b7dEND_WIDGET
    UID S_EPI_Letter_ElminsterGale
    UUID 9b617ba6-e927-40af-b2f1-bea1483608c0
  • START_WIDGET"'-41c5039b003bea1dEND_WIDGET START_WIDGET"'-f7f447510e61f6ccEND_WIDGET
    UID S_EPI_Letter_ElminsterGaleGod
    UUID f8184fd9-fdc9-4e18-8f47-4b66ab9f4351


Where to find

Text

  • If Gale retires to Waterdeep (
    UID S_EPI_Letter_ElminsterGaleWaterdeep
    /
    UUID 9445cd48-a46e-4b86-a862-599fc6e5db01
    ):

Gale m'boy,


I can only apologise for my absence from Withers' little gathering. As you know, only the most urgent of business would keep me from indulging myself in his excellent taste in sweetmeats. And your esteemed company, of course.


I was delighted to hear that you came to your senses with regards to that cursed Crown. And delighted yet further when I learned that the orb's malingering presence no longer poses any threat. In that sense at least, I hope you feel Mystra treated you fairly.


I hear you've been dabbling in a spot of educating - a noble profession indeed, and no doubt after your adventures you've plenty of wisdom to share. If I might offer a modicum of my own - keep your head sharp, your heart kind, and your larder stocked.


After all, one never knows when an old friend might drop by.


Elminster


  • If Gale does not leave for Waterdeep (
    UID S_EPI_Letter_ElminsterGale
    /
    UUID 9b617ba6-e927-40af-b2f1-bea1483608c0
    ):

Gale m'boy,


I can only apologise for my absence from Withers' little gathering. As you know, only the most urgent of business would keep me from indulging myself in his excellent taste in sweetmeats. And your esteemed company, of course.


I was delighted to hear that you came to your senses with regards to that cursed Crown. And delighted yet further when I learned that the orb's malingering presence no longer poses any threat. In that sense at least, I hope you feel Mystra treated you fairly.


I trust you're enjoying your adventures - I have to say, I struggle to picture you outside of Waterdeep, or your library for that matter. Wherever your escapades take you, be sure to keep your larder well provisioned.


After all, one never knows when an old friend might drop by.


Elminster


  • If Gale ascends to godhood (
    UID S_EPI_Letter_ElminsterGaleGod
    /
    UUID f8184fd9-fdc9-4e18-8f47-4b66ab9f4351
    ):

Do you recall the day we first met, m'boy?


You could have been no more than eight summers' old, clutching your mother's apron, eyebrows singed off by the fireball you'd unleashed into your neighbour's rose bush. You were crying because the flowers were so beautiful, and you did not mean to destroy them.


How kind, how eager, how brilliant you were. And yet so naive. You could not yet see that power so carelessly begets destruction, but so too might your good nature be the guiding light by which your abilities might shape our world for the better.


Where is that child now, I wonder? Did he remain at Blackstaff, nose buried in his books? Does he live within his mother's ageing heart, weeping for those roses? Or is he within you still, lost amongst the trappings of godhood you so casually adorn yourself with?


Wherever he is, I hope he can forgive me. To him I promise - I will not make the same mistakes again.


Elminster

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