A letter written on fine Elven parchment, sent from Rivendell by carrier hawk. The penmanship is steady but not especially fine, and the spelling is mostly correct...
Dear
Dearest?
To Finchley,
I don't rightly know how long we've been here, time sort of stands still or goes too fast, I can't decide which. So I don't know where this letter will reach you. Bree-town? The Shire? Maybe you're already on the road to E
Not sure who else will read this so I won't say where you're going, only I hope that you're safe and in good health. I have no doubts you'll have an adventure and can take care of yourself, only I do find myself worrying now and then. That's probably foolish of me.
The others are well. Each has their own thoughts and tasks to keep them busy. Xan has been meeting with scholars and important people to resolve things and Edu seems to know a lot of people here and gets to train with the guards. There's this one scholar that's been helping Xan and Win a great deal, though I think this Calidis tries so hard to be prim and proper that she makes herself sick. She stares at me a lot.
I have been training with the guards too, though I feel right foolish. Also made friends with this young (?) Elf who has been teaching me the harp. He doesn't really speak Common but we get along just fine and maybe I'll be good enough to play you a song next time we see each other.
Until then, my clever Finch, fly safe and free.
~Hawk
