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| description = '''Letter from Florrick''' is a [[miscellaneous]] [[note]] found in the [[Epilogue]]. Not to be confused with [[Letter from Counsellor Florrick]]. | | description = '''Letter from Florrick''' is a [[miscellaneous]] [[note]] found in the [[Epilogue]]. Not to be confused with [[Letter from Counsellor Florrick]]. | ||
| quote = A plain, unadorned note. | | quote = A plain, unadorned note. | ||
| book author = Florrick | |||
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Dear friend, | Dear friend, | ||
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Florrick | Florrick | ||
| where to find = Within the [[Chest of Grateful Words]] in the [[Epilogue]]. Contingent on completing [[Free Counsellor Florrick]]. | | where to find = Within the [[Chest of Grateful Words]] in the [[Epilogue]]. Contingent on completing [[Free Counsellor Florrick]]. | ||
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| uuid = bb48516f-cc8d-4cb7-806d-fa5dfeb961d6 | |||
| type = Notes | |||
| rarity = common | | rarity = common | ||
| weight kg = 0.05 | | weight kg = 0.05 | ||
Latest revision as of 20:55, 5 September 2024
Letter from Florrick is a miscellaneous note found in the Epilogue. Not to be confused with Letter from Counsellor Florrick.
A plain, unadorned note.
Properties
Author: 
Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.05 kg / 0.1 lb
Price: 14 gp 
Where to find
Within the Chest of Grateful Words in the Epilogue. Contingent on completing Free Counsellor Florrick.
Text
Dear friend,
I doubted you for so long. Perhaps you knew that already, in spite of my best attempts. You proved yourself time and again - at Waukeen's Rest, in Moonrise Towers, in Wyrm's Rock - and still I doubted.
The netherbrain's defeat should have proven your courage. Yet I was more doubtful than ever. This was a ruse, a dream, a trick. And then one eve, from the Elfsong, I heart it: singing. A raucous, lewd, tuneless, drunken refrain. I'd never heard anything more terrible and more beautiful. I raised my voice and joined the chorus. That was the moment all my doubts melted away and were replaced with something more valuable: hope.
Baldur's Gate will be whole again. I might have doubted you - but you never did.
With profound admiration,
Florrick