[Early morning! 8-ish?]

Marleeeeene!

Heard yer on Earth. Hope they ain't too dull.

Yer gonna miss a blast of a party!

[Dragonmail: Rayu Barozu]

Are you all right?

[The first letter he sends upon waking up Sunday morning. He needs to know if Rayu's okay. Ravi getting out doesn't mean Rayu pulled through, though he's hopeful it does. So hopeful, in fact, that he doesn't even consider Rayu being dead as a real possibility.]

[It's sobering when the dragon refuses to take the letter.]

[A couple hours of desperate panic ensue as he tries to find someone who can tell him what happened. He comes up short, and then remembers...]


[Dragonmail: The Ahura]

[Rayu's player.]

Victor. What happened to him?


[And then a few hours after that, once he's had time to settle and realizes there are other people he needs to get in touch with. Early Sunday afternoon, by this point.]

[Dragonmail: Alexander Varista]

Are you all right?

Why did you leave us?


[Dragonmail: Reilanin]

[please let this letter send, please do not tell him that the god-organ changed hands and she died in the process]

I don't know if Alex told you about the mission on Friday night, but I survived it.

What happened with the Asha?

[OH THANK GOD the dragon took it]

[there are probably other people he should write but he just does not have the energy right now. Later. Tomorrow, maybe, if he's feeling better enough for it then.]

[Dragon Mail: The Khshathra]

[Attached: One phone and tablet charger belonging to Lera.]

Dear Miss Khshathra ma'am, I was told to send you this tablet and charger by request of my good friend Lera. I hope you know what for because I have know idea!

Thanks,

Missie ♥

[Dragonmail: Missie]

You know how I didn't come back from my morning walk?

I ended up in the Nenakret. There is about two thousand in cash inside of a fake soup can in the back of the pantry, for a rainy day. Looks like this is a rainy day, so feel free to dip into it!

Can you send me my tablet and as much spare ammunition as you can find? And can you send my phone and tablet charger to the Khshathra?

[Dragonmail: Rasmus]

I ended up in the Nenakret today.

Sorry, Rasmus. :( I will get you that hug and steak someday.

[Awkwardly, though, she realizes someday could be never if certain theories are wrong.]

[Dragonmail: Harriet Webster]

I ended up in Zenderael; specifically, the Nenakret. Battery power is at a premium, so I prefer letters. On that lovely note, my roommate is sending you my tablet and phone chargers. Can you make them work over here?

[So way later on Sunday evening, after Lera dug up a place to stay, saw the Eiffel Tower (it was on her bucket list, okay?), and got some food, it's time for more dragonmail!]

[Dragonmail: Marlene Reliace]

Hey Marlene.

I'm in the Nenakret right now. I already have the basics taken care of.

I need good places to eat and shop, if you have suggestions. Also, anyone I should or shouldn't talk to.

Also, I think I am going to go sign up and become a spellsword because self-defense and comrades sounds like a wonderful idea.

[Dragonmail: Anais Vallinar]

Good evening, Miss Vallinar. Unfortunately, I will not be at work tomorrow morning or for the forseeable future. I wrote them already.

I am currently in the Nenakret, so it would be quite a commute...

Everything is fine and I am safe, though.

[Sunday morning. He slept very early Saturday night and didn't want to break Shabbat by writing (Siegmund you already broke it by going to war--shut up)]

[Dragonmail: Sardonyx]

Alive. Unhurt.

Your potions helped, thank you.


[Dragonmail: Jamie Howard]

Alive, unhurt.


[and after some consideration...]

[Dragonmail: Chisaki Andrews]

Earthers need to look out for each other, so I guess I should tell you I made it out of the "War of the Ring" alive.

[Dragonmail: Eileen Wallace]

You were part of the mission, yes? You made it out okay?

[So guess who has felt some guilt after finding Alex in a bad way in Aerveas's fortress. She isn't really sure if he saw her, but she has to check! Naturally, though, this has to be downplayed because emotional connections are embarrassing to ever admit to. It comes late Sunday night.]

Hey there.

You okay? You looked pretty roughed up yesterday.