A change of plans

After an exchange of letters, my scribe has decided to switch projects for November and work on a different story for this month. Ask her for further details or a summary of the letter.

We have received terrible news. The shephard Zadok found a young girl on the hills. She had both ears cut off and suffered instrumental injuries. After treatment, she informed us that the town of Anyah had been overrun by men with long greyice knives, who rode gigantic beasts and slaughtered the inhabitants. Four of our own--Gurion, Shaqed, Zadok, and Elihu--have gone out to investigate further, and we expect reports from them tomorrow.

Life in NaNoLand.

Yesterday was the great Feast of Winds, in which we join together in the great song of Acai and remind ourselves of the King's faithfulness. Elizabeth also wishes me to tell you that our daughter Abigail turned fourteen and is thus eligible for apprenticeship if we so chose.
Elizabeth: I think it would be good for her.
Micah: If you'll pardon me, I must finish this task. In any case, our scribe has informed us that she is visiting some strange place called "NaNoWriMo," and will thus be taking dictation at a breakneck speed (whatever that means). But she has learned some things about my past that I would fain hid, and thus I ask you to turn away if she mentions them.