Miss Kii Kalira,
First of all, I would like to offer my apologies to have left you waiting in uncertainty for so long. There have been some...complications, here in San d'Oria. To make the matter brief, my father Gervaine Richille died last June. To the end he was against me staying in contact with you. I don't think he ever found out Endahren was willing to help us stay in contact. I felt guilty over this, and could not continue. While he did have opinions that differ drastically from mine, he was still my father.
Endahren left for Bastok today. I think that is what made me take up the pen again. With him gone, I realized that San d'Oria will not offer me any more. I have decided. As soon as mother and Triene are settled down into this new life well, I will leave San d'Oria. I wish to see the world. Even if I've hurt you with my inconsiderate behavior, I hope you can still be happy for me. If you still wish to stay in contact with me, you can once again reach me at my home, at least until I leave.
Respectfully,
Jenare Richille
Miss Kii Kalira,
Greetings from San d'Oria. This is Jenare Richille. If you remember, I promised to write to you after coming back home from Windurst. I decided not to be too late with it, so here is my letter.
Belated Valentione's Day greetings! The day flew by largely unnoticed for me, father and I did not arrive home until yesterday. Hopefully your Valentione's was more eventful than being confined on an airship. As amazing it is to see the scenery fly past, the airship is still a small space to spend a day on.
San d'Oria is as it always is, it never really changes. New buildings are built, old ones crumble, but the spirit of the city is always the same. It is more noticeable after spending some time in a city like Windurst, which always seems to be abuzz with something. At least that is the impression I have of it, having spent slightly less than one week in the city. Is your impression of it different?
I wished to write something meaningful in this letter, but it appears I am not capable of more than senseless chatter. But I think it will do for a first letter. I hope you will decide to write back to me, I will be looking forward to it. Whatever you decide, hopefully you and your sister are doing well.
Respectfully,
Jenare Richille
Endahren,
Greetings from back home. I hope the letter finds you well, and the store still profitable. How is the situation in Bastok? Any success in your attempt to teach San d'Orian customs to Calvier? I have been doing well for myself, no major troubles.
Since my last letter, I have finally started moving somewhere in my life. I now life in a mog house by myself, accompanied by a moogle who keeps calling me 'Master'. I thought that last bit might prove amusing to you.
Mother was sad to see me go, I think. She did not say anything, but this is the feeling I have. In truth, moving out provided me with surprising experiences. I didn't think I would feel quite so free afterwards. I am still in the city after all, but perhaps the sense of adventure in this is enough by itself for now. I'm looking forward to leaving San d'Oria eventually, and seeing the world with my own eyes. Perhaps I will even visit you one day. Bastok isn't too far from San d'Oria after all.
I have been practicing my fighting skills more than ever. I've discovered that they are much needed if you wish to venture deeper even into such an area as the forests of Ronfaure. I never knew before just how many orcs lurk those woods, ready to prey on a careless traveler. Even though I haven't yet had time to do much, the experiences I've had have opened my eyes to many new things.
Best regards,
Jenare
Miss Kii Kalira,
I hope my letter finds you in good health. There have been some troubles here in San d'Oria. If you'll excuse me for being so abrupt, I'll explain it straight away. While I am not too eager to bring up the issue, you are aware of my father's thoughts of the other races of the Goddess, are you not? This brings him several minor difficulties in his trade, but it appears to bring me more grief than it does him. He managed to get his hands on your latest letter and read it, naturally discovering who you are and where you are from. As a result, he is now determined to never let me communicate with you again.
Please do not be alarmed, I have no intention of conforming to his wishes this time. I have explained the situation to my friend Endahren, and for now you can address your letters to him instead. He will deliver them forward to me. He truly is a real friend!
I will respond to your letter shortly, I must hurry in sending this note so it will reach you in time.
Please take care,
Jenare Richille
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