The letter is the voiceover that Alyn provides during the introduction and ending cinematics. The letter is split between the intro and the ending after "Until you died..."
Description[]
This note was next to you when you woke up after defeating Tirnoch. It was pinned to the wall with one of Alyn Shir's daggers.
Contents[]
Farewell
From the beginning, we were wrong. And only now, well into the second decade of the conflict, have we begun to understand the mistakes we have made.
We lived in harmony among the Fae, in a world awakened to new magic. Perhaps we should have foreseen what might be born on this rising tide. What force might awaken. A force powerful enough to twist even the eternal and immutable Fae folk.
But Gadflow, the new king of the Winter Court, surprised us all. Singular among his people, he was all that other Fae were not: aggressive, ambitious, visionary. He had power like none we had ever seen- terrible and deadly.
Gadflow and his followers, the Tuatha Deohn, believed that a new god was born in the East, beneath Galdflow’s crystalline fortress of Amethyn. In the name of that god, they marched to war against the young races of Amalur. Against a mortal army, no matter the power of their god, we might have been victorious. But the Fae are creatures of magic, not bound by the laws of life and death. Each Tuatha fallen on the battlefield would soon rise again, for the Fae do not know death as we do. How could we stand against such a force? For ten years, the war raged. For ten years, the armies of men and Alfar fought and died. But as our numbers dwindled, we knew that it was only a matter of time. Our fate had been written. At least, that is what we believed.
Until you died...
How could we have known that this would be the beginning? I wonder now if we should have foreseen this outcome. But who knew then what Fate would bring? I would have liked to have delivered this message in person, to see you one final time. That, however, would have been complicated. The order to which I belong had... other plans, were you ever to leave the crystalline fortress. When it comes to you, though, it seems no fate is written in stone. It was only through my assurances that your silence could be counted upon, that either one of us still draws breath. I trust you will not make of me a liar.
Were stories of what we have seen begin to surface in the inns and taverns of Amalur, I would be asked to seek you out. And, as we both know, the next time you die, there will be no return. But let us not speak of this. Your life is your own. Go now, and see what Fate may bring you... or what Fate you may bring. Perhaps, one day, in happier times, you and I will meet again. Until that day, I remain.
Yours, Alyn Shir
Notes[]
- This item cannot be put to junk. It remains in inventory, taking one slot.