Letters to home

[Player2]

1859 AC, 1st day of the second month of the year.

Ma, Da,

I'm slowly starting to make a name for myself. More people know me and come to me for training. Mostly physical training because they want to look like me in some way. Others just ask about us. The Torsten. I even have one young man, about my age, that took interest so much that he's decided to join Aesirheim. Perhaps even have a chance at adopting the Torsten name. Don't worry Da, I remember the test. I remember it well.

The Inn has finally been finished. Next is the rest of the expansion. A dock and perhaps a true warrior barracks.

Your son,
Ueagar.

**OOC**

Hello again everyone! Thanks a lot for reading Letters to Home. I'm not really sure how enjoyable of a read this is for everyone but I'm having a good time making this. I may start adding pictures to the texts for flavor. Until then, thank you again!