[ In the words of Gandalf the Grey, a wizard arrives precisely when he means to. That includes his written letters, the likes of which will probably reach Astarion during January — perhaps not finding him, well, "at his best" ( or finding him exactly then ). It arrives all the same, a letter with a small item enclosed in the envelope. A small card reads: Handmade! It's tiger eye and lava rock, and is meant to warm you up. If the charm ever runs out, let me know.]
A LETTER, POSTED 1/1.