Blade Maidens: Strays – 27


I’m sorry to do this, but we’re going to have to pull out of the gig next month. I know we had an agreement, and I promise if we could make it, we would, but it just isn’t happening. I’m sure word’s gotten around, but Melody’s going through…honestly, I don’t even know what the fuck is going on with her. But it’s chaos right now, and we are really just trying to keep it together.

It’s your call. We’ve got the contract, so, if you push it, we’ll try to be there. But I can’t guarantee our headliner will be with us. So, up to you. You want to risk a no-show and an angry crowd the night of, or pluck out the splinter now? I think you know what the right call is, but it’s yours to make.

Look. We’ve worked together for years, so, I’m going to be honest with you. I don’t know if we’re going to last more than a few months at this rate. For every show we play, we miss three. Melody’s barely around, and when she is she’s more pissed off and snappy than I’ve ever seen her. She fucking growled at Kaya the other day for dropping a harmony. She’s always been a mess but at least she could get on a goddamn stage. Now…I’m thinking things might be better for everyone if we cut ties before they break, y’know? She needs to get her head on straight, and as long as we act like everything’s fine, that won’t happen.

Sorry for spending half this letter whining about shit you didn’t ask for. I just know you’ve been on the other side of the booking before and probably know what this is like. Which, really, is to say: if you have any openings for shows for our act sans-Havensbrook in the future, we’d really appreciate it.

See you sometime,

– A letter sent to Henri Thistleheart, proprietor of The Gilded Horn, 864