Corticas VonHeischmann the Mystery

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Chapter 3

Dear Grandmother,

This letter has been started 100 times, and yet, I've never had the
courage to actually send it to you. I've faced death in the face by staring
down orcs, dragons, fire giants, and all manner of nasty creatures, but this
is the hardest and scariest thing I've ever had to do. I know it's been a
long time and I knew you suspected my grandfather's, your husband's, death
had something to do with me. I'm writing to you now to explain what happened
all those years ago. Perhaps by now, the pain has healed enough that you can
forgive me, or maybe not... The truth is, even if this letter finds its way
to you, you probably won't ever see me again. I can't bear to face you.

Firstly, let me tell you that you and grandfather raised me well. With the
two of you, I always had food and shelter. I learned to read and write and I
studied economics, literature, and arithmetic because of you. Everything any
normal child could have hoped for, I got from you. But, as things went, I
fell in with the wrong crowd. I saw what others had and greeded (is that a
word?) after them. I found myself in the company of bullies, ruffians, and
thugs who took what they wanted. At the time, it made me feel good, like the
world was mine if only I dared to pluck its treasures. That is when I sinned
my greatest sin...

There was a noble's house we had marked, three boys and I. We snuck in and
started to take everything we could get away with, but the nobleman awoke
while we were there. He violently grabbed me by the shoulders while the other
boys made their escape. I was so frightened that I took a poisoned dagger I
kept in my belt and stabbed him with it. He let me go and I fled, but I could
hear his screams of agony behind me. Those screams will forever echo in my
ears.

I reached home. You had gone to bed, but grandfather was still awake. He saw
the look on my face and knew something was wrong. He always had a way of
doing that. Under his stern stare, I confessed to him what I had done. For
all the toughness I had gained with the boys, just one look from grandfather
could make me spill my deepest secrets. He expressed how disappointed he was
with me and told me I had to turn myself in. There was no way they knew who I
was, though! Turning myself in would have been as much as a death sentence
for me! He told me that if I turned myself in, maybe things would be alright,
but at least he could see me as a man willing to take responsibility for his
actions rather than run from them. I felt so trapped by those words. I could
still hear the nobleman's scream echo in my ears. I panicked again and ran
away from home. That was the last time I had been there.

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I found out later that grandfather had taken the blame for my crimes. The
nobleman was a personal friend of the mayor, so the judgment for the crime
had been death. The execution, as you well know, was made public. I couldn't
stay away. I felt so guilty but was too scared to step in for grandfather.
Grandmother, to this day, as his head was attached to the chopping block, I
will never, ever forget the look in my grandfather's eyes. I made my way
close enough to the stage of execution that he was able to pick me out of the
crowd. He said nothing, but just stared at me. There was pain and
disappointment in those eyes... Just thinking about it shames me still to
this day. I'll spare you further details of his death. I know it hurts you
much more than me.

My soul weighed down by this guilty burden, I decided then and there to turn
a new leaf. I decided to dedicate my life to using my talents for good rather
than evil. I can't say that I approach it with the most honest and direct
approach, though. I use my learning and skills as a skulker of the shadows to
fight the darkness. Perhaps there is still some left in me, but I choose to
seek redemption from it. I know I can never make up for what I have done. If
I turn myself in for the crime grandfather already admitted to, they'll put
me to death as well. Maybe I'm just a scared kid who can't face his troubles
the way grandfather did, but I can spend my life thwarting some of the evil
in the world. Will that be enough when my day finally comes? I don't know.
For now, please accept this letter as way of sincerest and most humble
heartfelt apologies for the pain I've caused you, grandmother. I've also
included 25 gold coins. These are not to make up for what I've done - there's
no payment in the world that could do that. This is just to make life more
manageable for you after what you've been through. I'm so very sorry,
grandmother.

Regretfully,
Corticas VonHeischmann

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Dear Grandfather,

I've been avoiding your grave for too long. In the absence of a father, you
were the one to teach me how to be a man, and I've done such a poor job of
proving that I am one. I can remember times, as a child, that I sat upon your
knee as you told me stories of your childhood. You admitted to mistakes you
made, but you said the love and forgiveness of your parents was what helped
shaped you into the man you were. You and grandmother showed me so much love
and forgiveness, but what I did to you... I don't think I will ever feel
forgiven. I don't think there is enough forgiveness in all the world.

I have been trying to make up for my past by joining the Fortress. It's not
because I'm trying to erase the bad deeds with good ones. I honestly, truly
repent and seek redemption. During this journey, I seem to make more and more
enemies. Unable to stand the darkness of the Kingpin, I left the Galadon
Thieves Guild and went to join the guild in Voralian City. Now, I am hunted
by nearly every thief in the land. Perhaps that is best. The divinities of
the Light will make me pay penance for what I did to you.

I've been told that I need to leave what happened so many years ago in the
past. Still, I can never get it out of my mind. Despite being part of the
Fortress and the Voralian City Guild, I live a very solitary life. Who can
know the depths of my sorrow and shame? How can I shed my burden with ease? I
say to any who tell me to shrug it off that it is easier to tell a dragon to
squeeze through the eye of a needle. For now, I imagine you are up there
looking down upon grandmother and I. I've sent along money so that she can
live a better life without worry. I hope that you look upon me and, maybe one
day, will find something you can be proud of. I love you, grandfather.
Please, please forgive me.

With all my heart and earnestness,
Corticas

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