Kaiden, it is the year 389 E.C.E. when I write this to you.
This new home of ours, it is so beautiful. The forest protects it. I am writing you this letter, for I fear that I can't let go of some of the past memories, yet they feel more like dreams. Maybe we are not so strong after all. I don't want to forget about who I am. Being near enough to the warring city of Val'Dariah, the fires glowing so bright that I can see them when I look outside out to the horizon. It is so beautiful.
How strong will you be? I have forgotten so much since the first thousand years I was alive. We have a great memory, but even our minds have a limited amount of space to without all that knowledge, all those memories. I just hope you are still alive to read these letters. Yes, there will be more, for when you find you need them. Don't forget about us, for who we really are.
I don't want to scare you, if that is possible. I want you to stay strong for us. Don't give into the temptations of women. They are beautiful, and they make us forget who we really are. They can possess our minds so that we do dangerous and foolish things. We don't need blood like our cousins do. We can eat normal food, no matter how much blood tastes so wonderful. Don't let the vampires make you their king. Power corrupts, and we are already corrupted. Please, Kaiden, remember who I am. Who were promised ourselves we'd stay to be. Remember. And if you can't, read more of the letters.
Kaiden