I have only arrived at the Fire Bird. It’s a ramshackle little place, despite the name. The fires are dim and cold. My hands are swollen even as I write this, but I know you’ll forgive the penmanship.
I hope you and the lad are sheltering through this storm. Do not ride him too hard, Aku. He’s young yet and doesn’t know what we old timers know: savor your down time!
I expect we will be pressing on as soon as I can meet with Darksteel, so I don’t know when the next letter will come.
Till I can see you again,