17th of Sun’s Dusk, 4E 201
To Elenwen:
From the plethora of Gerrick’s letters to you, I believe you recognize my handwriting, but to be certain there is no doubt, I am Tel’kiira Kethrina.
Gerrick is dead, as is the team he assembled to kill me. As is every Justiciar you have ever sent to kill me.
Antonius, Loki, Charlotte, and I have been running from you for much of our lives. Now, they are all dead. Now, I am Dovahkiin.
Today, I stop running.
I sincerely hope this letter reaches you soon. I will be following close behind it.
Sincerely,
Tel’kiira Kethrina
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