The previous two letters having been torn down, a fresh parchment had been neatly hammered into the Board.
"My friends, I have been a fool. For it took me nearly a year away from this city to realize the truth. The longer I stayed away, the more I thought of the dwarfs. I haven't been able to keep my mind on my guard job in Crestfall, for my mind always strays to the many memories that I have of my friends, and my enemies, even.
I have shown weakness in giving up, and I am ashamed of it. As soon as I can, I will resign from my position in Crestfall, as it will only pain me to continue. Upon hearing that there will be need for Lumber, here, I know that you all will need a Lumberjack who enjoys spending time above the ground.
So, upon much thought, I have decided to stay in Kal'Karik. For I know that, as long as I have my friends, the Ironguts, beside me...I can pull through this. Thank you all for staying true to me, and showing me that, what I thought I wanted, I already had the whole time.
-Loyal Elf to the Ironguts and Permanent resident to Kal'Karik
-Damen"
The Elf smiled with a sort of sad happiness that only relief could bring. Turning, he walked down the path, heading to the Tavern. He needed a drink.