Letters from Cualli

Note to Achor root:
Evening Anchor root. I'm writing to you because I gathered the impression that you're pretty socially drained from helping us earlier today. But I wanted to write to you, for a couple of reasons. Firstly, I'd like to apologise for putting you in that position. I know you were uncomfortable and as it wasn't your test, you would have been well within your rights to refuse outright, but as I'm sure you understand, your presence was the most reliable method of preventing violence. Secondly, and on that note, I wanted to thank you again for your help, and to say again that I owe you a favour that I will repay when I can. Thirdly, I noticed you seemed a little intimidated by Rui, and I suppose that's understandable, but it's worth remembering that we are all allies here, and we will probably be spending a significant amount of time together so I don't want to leave a negative atmosphere. If there is anything you feel the need to talk about, sooner is probably better than later, but I'll leave that to your discretion.
Grateful schoolmate Cualli Yaotl
 
Letter to Zuma Yaotl: Hello father, I'm pleased to let you know that I have been accepted into the Magaambya. The actual lessons have yet to formally begin, but we are currently engaged in some community service designated by each of the paths of study, at least partially this seems to be a way to help determine how our studies should focus, although I don't yet know whether the final choice will be the schools or ours. I will update you further as our studies progress.
Your son, Cualli
 
Letter to Nahuatl Yaotl: Hi mother. I got in! The entrance exam was very different than I had expected, but I suppose that was the reason why you told me so little about your own. You can't really train someone out of overthinking things. Nantambu is an weird but wonderful city, and the Magambyaa is a more weird and more wonderful school. I'm so grateful for this opportunity you've given me. I'm meeting a lot of new peole and i think im making friends out of it. You've robably guessed the studies haven't begun yet, but I'm enjoying the community service aspect, it feels so appropriate to the spirit of the place. I will let you and Dad know how my studies progress once they properly start.
 
Letter to Atl and Tenoch Yaotl: Hiya Sis, Love you <3. Mother and father will probably have told you but i did pass the entrance exam and im on my way to becoming a aproper member of the magambyaa. I hope Ten is feeling a little less left out lately, to be honest I wasn't sure whether to share what stories I have with her or if shed just get upset she doesnt get to go.... Well if she ever asks, you can tell her that my dormitory has a spire that lets you jump so high it feels like your flying. Try to write back when you can. I'd like to hear how my best girls are doing while I'm gone. I love you both very much.
 
Letter to myself: Finally got around to writing my letters. I should probably worry less about security here. Still getting used to thinking differently than at the nine walls. Unexplained tunnels there would have been a disaster, but this place doesn't seem to be under that kind of threat, and the tunnels were very mundane, even if some of their recent applications were not... I think everything is ok. And it will become ok soon if it isn't, this is not an unsafe place to be. Writing letters did help me de stress slightly. declutter my mind a bit. The journalling helps too in the same way I suppose. I will say I am very much looking forward to seeing Magambyaan magic at work tommorrow.