Arthoms 23rd letter (unsent)(S2E4)

*thoughtlessly and messily written in Druidic*
 
Celia,
 
Once more I write to you, as I have no one else to write to. Although I doubt I'll ever send this letter it helps me to clear my thoughts to write them out.
 
Trouble found me again today although that's no real surprise .
 
I’d barely settled into some semblance of peace in a dwarven tavern when the group managed to track me down. Of course, Talu was the one to interrupt, striding in like she had all the answers. Before she got to me however she mistook another dwarf for me and decided to bother him as he was having … let’s just say “an intimate moment” with a woman. I could see the irritation boiling off the poor bloke as she pestered him before realising it was not who she was looking for. He was so furious I could almost smell the anger, and honestly, I don’t blame him.
 
When Talu finally got around to pestering me, she tried to convince me to come back to the group. I far from being in the mood for her usual nonsense, but the conversation was cut short when a gleam pod rider ironically named Ryder, wandered in and came straight to us. After a quick introduction and exceedingly brief chat, she left to rejoin her companions, and Talu, bless her nagging little soul, wouldn’t shut up until I went to talk to them. So once more off I go, doing shite I dinnae want to.
 
The trio wasn’t bad company however, especially Forge, their dwarven mechanic with a sharp wit and a lot to say about gleam pods and dwarven homelands. It felt better than I expected to speak of home and my childhood. Talu however was busy grilling Forge about the Yakuza while Saib, unsurprisingly, was off trying to charm Ryder. It was pathetic, really, so I made it my personal mission to make his life just a little harder by making the man reek of rotten fish. but neither seemed to truly notice.
 
Forge, turned out to be the kind of person I rather enjoy talking to practical, direct, and surprisingly fun. He invited me to drive one of their gleam pods, and I wasn’t about to say no to one of my own kind who i ACTUALLY get along with so well. Turns out, I’m pretty damn good at it too. I even managed to get the pod sideways, they called it 'drifting' and according to forge its something no one else had done before. I couldn’t help but feel a little smug about that if I'm being honest.
 
Ryder, clearly impressed, challenged me to a race but passed out before she could back up her words. Chatter however the third of their trio, stepped in to take her place, and off we went. The race did not start well for me as I felt like I’d forgotten which way was up, but after a bit of struggle I pulled it together. By the end, I was cutting corners, blocking Chatter, and even managed to cross the finish line first. A win’s a win, and I’ll take it any day of the week.
 
Celebratory drinks followed between myself and chatter, but things got complicated as they had a proposition for me, to rob the Yakuza. In return, they’d provide us information that could hopefully lead us to Ko. Seemed like the kind of opportunity I couldn’t pass up, especially with Ko’rava’s fate still uncertain. I brought the plan back to the group, and as expected, everyone had their grumbles and opinions, but we did ultimately decide to go ahead with the heist and began to plan it out.
 
Afterwards, I sought out Saib to speak with him, starting our wee lil chat with a solid smack to the face. A justified action as chatter had divulged that Ryder, despite her drunkenness had been gathering information on us, from Saib as he attempted to get into her pants. His inability to control his lust could well have backfired massively, if not for the fact that this specific trio as it stands is friendly and not out to kill us. But if we wern't so lucky then he well could have gotten us killed by being soo loose lipped in his desire to be intimate.
 
Syrus not long after had a go at me for how I've been treating the rest of the group. As if I've not treated each member with the respect and intent they deserve.
He mentioned how I've treated his Idiotic friend and that Bastard Lucid.
He even claimed that I treat Talu poorly, which may be a fair point, maybe, but I’m not in the business of coddling people. He suggested that once we find Ko, I should leave. Honestly, I agreed before he’d even finished.
After all. He’s right I don’t belong here. I don't seem to belong anywhere anymore.
Still, agreeing didn’t feel good. It felt like one more thing I’ve lost strangely enough.
 
Regardless, the job’s set, the plan’s made, and we’ll see what tomorrow brings,
If we survive...
Thanks for reading,
Arthom