⟬ A missive written by Ravidius Orion. ⟭
To my dearest friend, Monsieur Tycondrius of Charm,
I pray this letter finds you well.
If the fates are kind, by the time you receive this, Megara and I will have left the Realm.
A personage of your caliber is surely informed of prophecies in recent years.
The song of madmen and doomseers remains the same, no matter the sun or place.
However, my heart trembled upon receiving a message from a long-time ally and a former party member.
Her name is Alice.
You may know of her reputation as the current caretaker of the Royal Kingdom's Black Forest.
By her words, the Realm is to soon enter an age of peace and prosperity, unparalleled throughout written history.
Monsieur, I plead with you to disregard her tidings. In the past and without fail, every vision divined by Mademoiselle Alice has come to bear... but completely opposite her prediction.
Krysaos - “Y’know, I half-expected that cat-guy to write ‘nya’ and ‘meow’ into his sentences.”
Tycon - “...To be quite honest, I read the entire thing in his voice.”
Thunder God - “Your... friend *did* write ‘cat-astrophe.’”