Addiela, my dear friend.
I fear I have left the Bree-Lands for Fréasburg, I did not say farewell and that irks me still. You should not worry of my home, nor my furniture. I have sold my land and have hired a caravan to bring me my most important items. I fear my old forge will be deconstructed, or worse. Laid to ruin.
I would wish you come visit, whenever you might. For we still have much to catch up on. I have heard of Vandallan's wounds, and fear for him as his friend. I give you my thanks, and will give much more when we see each other once again. I hope this letter finds you my friend, for it will be much time before I do.
Your friend,
Orduin of Aldburg.
