Fourth Year of the Seventh Umbral Era,
Second Day of the First Umbral Moon

"To the Azure Dragoon of Ishgard,

Pray forgive me if that title is overly formal, but I find myself too bold in assuming I may call you by your name.

I am Claurice Chaverau de Fortemps, and I am one of many souls who's life your service has saved; albiet more directly in my case than most. Always will I remember the sight of you slaying the dragon that fell upon me three years ago, the feeling of safety as you pulled me from the snow and carried me to the borders of the central highlands into the hands of able chirugeons.

I will be brief. Ever since that day, I have been enraptured by you. I care not for the differences in our status, in our blood. It is nothing to the desire to know the man who saved my life, to express my gratitude, and if I would be so lucky, to ease the strain of his burdens.

I am sure you would have preferred a more direct approach concerning such matters, but in truth, I know not where to find you, given your abandoning of your post. Take it not as an insult, I do not doubt your reasons are well founded. I pray only that Ser Alberic may be trusted to deliver this missive to you upon your return, and that nothing ill shall befall you until that day.

Should you seek to answer me, call and I shall come.

Your Admirer,
Claurice Chaverau de Fortemps
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Written by Claurice Chaverau of Exodus
Should this entry be considered, I would like the Noble Barding. Thank you!