Well, Ma, pa, an everyone;

     It's been a reel busy week here  at the keep.  Poor Busk got neerly kilt twiced over.  Uh, we been cleering out an Evil temple of evil.  lots of skeletons and bad priestly wallopings and some good hauls of treasure, even if some of it's wicked scary and best melted down.  Clarence has been reel good to me, helping me write more better, and also telling me about Pan.  I'm afraid I don't understand it too good; transubstanchionation, rogation, doxology, ecucology, kataphatic keryions and so on is way over my head.  neer as I can figure this pan guy dresses like a goat, and invented wine and cooking irons to divide people from the animals, and wants everyone to be happy and well fed, and if we behave like we aughta he helps us make everything come out ok.  When Clarance tells it it makes more sense, I just try and follow along and do what's right like you raised us.

     I'm sending some more coins to you with this letter; 50 more.  I wish  I could do better, but I has to buy myself a new halberd since I broked mine whipping a monster. anyhow, like i said, we've bout cleered out this bad ol' temple in the Caves of chaos.  I think one more raid on it and we'll be done.  I've been practising my sword swings and can now cleave a pig right in twain with one swoop, which is better! I'm happy here. Love to ya'll.

Thewsome.