Ce n'est qu'un aurevoir...

I enter the inn and nobody is around. I take a piece of paper in the backroom, sit at a table and start to write.

"My dear friends, I am nostalgic when I think about all those days together, chasing pirates and helping each other. I am leaving, but will not be faraway. If you need me, either for goods or missions or something else, tell me and I will be there for you. I can assure you my prices will not chang, you helped me and I will contine to help whenever needed.

Aurevoir et non pas adieu.

Fantastik Mam"

I place the piece of paper on the table with a glass on it to be sure the wind will not take it away, and get out the inn.