Let’s Play Quill

Let's play Quill in this post.  If you are unfamiliar with Quill, it is a solo letter writing game by Scott Malthouse and published by Trollish Delver Games.  You can get it for pay-what-you-want here.

Here's are some ground rules I set for this series of letters.  Characters. skills, ink pot words, and scenarios will be chosen at random.  Each scenario will be played only once and the same character cannot be used in the following scenario.  All words must attempt to be flourished as well to good or ill.

Let's start

For character I rolled a 5 which would be a Scholar.  Scholars have good Language skills but poor Heart for flourishing.  For skill I rolled a 1 which gives the Scholar another die to Language.

Here are the stats for our Scholar:
Language: 4 dice
Penmanship: 2 dice
Heart: 1 dice.

For the scenario I rolled a 2 which would be "The Father".  In this scenario, we must write to an old friend to inform him that we discovered his son, Rupert, dead near our residence.

Here are the randomized ink pot words we can use in our letter:
Brutal/ Harrowing
I'm sorry/ My infinite condolences
At peace/ In heaven
A guard/ The police
Rain/ Downpour

I will bold the scoring words and after each paragraph I will denote the score of the paragraph in parenthesis.  The total score will relay Mr. Winsborough's reaction to our letter.

Let's sit down by the candlelight and write a heartfelt letter to our old friend.

Dear Mr. Winsborough,

It is with heavy heart and shaky hand in which I pen this letter to you.  This morning I was abruptly awoken by a loud pounding on my door.  As I peered through the doorway in the clouded dawn light, I noticed a guard standing there.  He beckoned me to come down the street, urging that it was of the utmost importance. (0 points)

We trudged down the street in the unrelenting downpour to an alley in which a small crowd had gathered.  The guard pushed through the crowd, dragging me along by the lapel of my sleeping shirt.  The sight that lie before me nearly caused my heart to stop.  (2 points)

There, lying on the hard cobblestone and unmoving, was your dear son Rupert.  My infinite, heartfelt condolences go to you my old friend.  I know Rupert meant the world to you and pains me much to have to deliver such horrible news.  (3 points)

From speaking with the guards, it appears that Rupert had recently acquainted with one of the local gangs and become enamored by them.  Last night in this alley, that gang faced off against a rival in what must have been a battle for territory.  The fight must have been harrowing, as the three men perished in the brawl.  It saddens me that one of them was young Rupert. (1 point)

I cannot begin to understand the pain you must be feeling at this moment but I take solace in the fact that Rupert is in heaven now.  Rupert was never of the sinful type and I know he is in the realm of the Lord.  Please reach out to me.  I am here for you. (2 points)

Stefan Richards

So how did we do? 

We scored a total of 8 points for the letter.  With that score, Mr. Winsborough thanks us for telling him about his son and invites us to Rupert's funeral.  Success!  I was a bit worried after the scoring 0 points for the first paragraph.

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