(OOC note: This is in the future a bit compared to many of the Rps I have done. Chrysanthe travels to Gondor with Raevenhart and during the battle of Pelennor fields she happens to fight along Halros, her father of sorts from her days in the Shire. She is excited to see him but in a turn of events he gives up his live to save Horn. This a real in game event that's outcome depends on weather or not you sent Halros with the Grey Company)
(The page is tear stained, torn and flecked with blood from Chrysanthe's travels. The ink has been pressed much to hard into the page and there are small rips where the point went through.)
My ada (father).....he....he is dead. It's my fault....it must be. Halros is dead.....I asked him to leave the Shire and go with the Grey Company. I though he would come back alive. He took me in when I had lost my home and family. He raised me as best he could. I traveled with him but I went back to Bree. I though he would be safe. Oh what have I done! I traveled to Gondor with Raeven. I wanted the adventure, I wanted to explore and learn. What did I do in life to cause such pain, what did I say to have my chest feel as though it is being crushed? I saw him, on the field of battle, my father. He was fighting along side a man named Horn. We were trying to help, Raeven and I. A voice...I remember a voice, it stopped us and I couldn't move. No one seemed to be able to. My ada, he ran forward to save us but....he...he...oh how my heart breaks! My tears will not stop. He was cut down, killed right in front of me. They joy either of us felt when I saw him after so long, any joy he felt, they were gone. Pain, all I feel is pain. There is no end to it. I dragged myself off the field and collapsed on the the edge of the field. I could not stop my tears, no matter how much blood I was covered in, no matter how tired I was, I could not stop them.
I was taken back to Minas Tirith along with Rae. In the crumbles of the city I say the first thing I could after that cursed battle. "Ada.....I want Ada back...." I still want him back. I want it to be a dream. Maybe I was knocked out and when I wake he will be standing there, beside me, telling me everything will be alright. Rae...oh poor Rae, I held onto him, not letting go as I cried. He was in pain, I could tell but I couldn't let go. It hurt, it hurt so much! My chest felt as someone had squeezed it tightly and I couldn't breath. It still hurts, will it ever stop? Oh Rae, you are as much of a father to me as Halros, I've pained you as well haven't I. I clung to his tunic until everything became dark. I remember waking in the House of Healing. I grabbed my pack as soon as I could and my journal, the same Halros wrote in when I was little more then a baby. I read his notes over and over. Oh how my heart breaks more. The notes mean little me but his writing.....I read it in his voice, much like when he would read to me as a child.
Rae, oh Rae...my voice doesn't work now. All I can do is cry and call for my father. Will I very heal? Oh Rae you are as much my ada now as he was. I can even step from your side now. I feel safety only standing by you. I feel only fear when I look at the field. I have a shattered heart and broken spirit. I'm filled with fear and pain. So much pain....maybe .....maybe if I sleep it will leave. Maybe...I will not have to wake and feel the pain. Ada come back! Please come to me!
