A Letter to Martha

A Legend of the Mist - Tinderbox Journal Entry
 
My dearest love,
 
I hope you can forgive me for not speaking to you in person. I feared that if I came to see you, I wouldn’t be able to leave. I swore to defend the hamlet and its residents when I became a Red Marshall. Please know that I have endeavored to fulfill that oath.
 
Now, I find myself needing to leave your side once again. You were present at the town meeting, where we barely convinced the elders and townsfolk that this threat is real. My comrades and I have been tasked with rooting out this evil.
 
I don’t want to go. There is something unnatural at play here. But duty must prevail, mainly to ensure your safety. My companions are an interesting bunch. I expect wise counsel from the experienced members and a touch of daring recklessness from our young apple picker. Hopefully, my influence will lead to favorable outcomes between these two extremes.
 
I hope to return to your loving arms soon after we deal with this threat.
 
Pray for us.
 
Love,
Jared