Letter Writing Day

Dear Settlers,

On this special day, we invite you to write a letter to your favorite The Settlers Online NPC! How often has the Evil King or the Dark Magician from the Fairytale adventures been defeated by your Veteran? How many times has your explorer ventured into the unknown, facing real danger to discover new sectors for you?

Post your game-related letters (as a comment on this thread, or as a picture of the letter) and we'll reward the best ones with 500 gems for this Special Spotlight Edition.

Here are a few examples:

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Dear Wild Mary,

It seems like it wasn't enough defeating you on my home island. Oh no, fate in its mysterious ways has brought me once again in front of you, this time in adventures! The screams of terrified citizens whom you raided have reached my most noble generals.

I shall have no mercy defeating you once again, for your face is not worth sunburning.

Prepare to square up!

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Dear Intrepid Explorer,

In all certainty, I am not alone in my belief that our lives have been enriched by your endearing presence. Our long days on the road are now doubly rewarded; we receive not only the spoils of our hard work, but also the pleasure of your company.
I know there are more skilled men out there, but none who would treat you as I would; of this I am certain. I may only be a regular man when others have been granted better luck than mine - or more experience and a savage nature, but it would mean a great deal if you could grant me permission to accompany you on your next long journey.
Please allow me this great honor.

Holding you in my thoughts,

Tavern Explorer

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Deadline: Entries will be accepted until Sunday, September 11th.
We're looking forward to reading the best contributions!

Have fun,
BB_Aeyline

Dear Evil King,

Our little tailor may be valiant but he isn't too bright, is he? He keeps falling for your ruse time and again. But you never seem to learn from your mistakes either. Never mind. I will continue to uplift the valiant, the small and the exploited. Besides, your obsession with misusing him will always be my gain.

Dear Lucky Explorer,

As a self-proclaimed "skilled explorer" and trained "Travelling Erudite," it is *never* acceptable to bring back a Sandwich or Fish Platter. Shame on you. Consider this your final written warning. Continued offenses will result in your termination and assignment to LS tag duty.

Dear Traitors,

Once, you were loyal men.

You became bandits the day you decided to steal all the bacon.

MY bacon.

You will pay for that.

This bacon heist will be remembered as your end of the world.

Dear Explorer,

When I fill your pockets with my hard earned gold AND give you more than enough sausage for your journey, I would appreciate you returning with any Adventure worthy of said payment.

Map fragments are a dime a dozen in today's world and the Co Op adventures you have previously returned with, are gathering dust in the dark corners of the Mayor's basement. The Troops cringe when they are asked to join a Co Op adventure, many hide in the Tavern for days on end.

Forthwith, should you return with said gifts, you shall be given the job of cleaning out the stables for a daily crust of bread and a day old fish.

I look forward to a more mutual beneficial arrangement moving forward.

Dear Black Knight,
I´m pretty sure you are loyal to you men sitting in their banditnests, waiting for me to come and take over those camps.
And I pretty much appreciate that you dont just give it all up, but continue rebuilding your Dark Castles, so that I can tear them down more then once.
Cant wait to visit your Island again.
Make sure you castle is well build, and that you have gathered a lot different stuff, I can bring home to my Island
Always looking forward to visit you.

Master of Matrial art

Dear Princess,

I coming

..x

Dear Quarter Master Clause

Master Clause, we are once again being in need of your aid. I fear by the time you receive this request we will be in a far daunting circumstance. Our journey to the new lands has decimated our forces and drained our resources. I have poorly misjudged our enemies. Despite their lack of organization, the local residence has proven themselves to be worthy opponents. One small camp even resorted to projecting livestock over their camp walls at our besiegers.
I ask that you empty the armories and round up all that you can must of the barracks. Please do not delay.

Major General MArnivous

Dear Geologist
It brings me no great pleasure to write this letter. I formally request your presence to discuss the manner in which the TSO Union sees fit to conduct their business. Reports are piling up of members of your union abusing their privileges and "extending" their extra curricular activities instead searching for the much needed resources our communities requires to succeed. Reports of Iron deposits taking more then 30 minutes to verify when they are within walking distance of the storehouse, prolonged visits to the brewery and taverns after each find. One report even suggests that geologist pocketing gold ore before it can be accounted for.

These actions will cease immediately!

Dearest Mother,

After a long journey, the clouds have finally cleared to a lovely view of flower covered bluffs.

We have settled down in a lovely little settlement. The area has plenty of pinewood and hardwood trees available to build a residence. There are even wild roses growing here. I was very surprised to see a school in the settlement, which will be great for the kids.

There is plenty of food available, the deer seem to be everywhere. :) Luckily we have a talented bow maker who is able to make regular and even longbows for hunting. The local butcher is always happy to purchase any meat and then he turns them into a great sausage using the local herbs. He also has a large variety of steaks available.

The is three varieties of local pumpkins that grow readily here, although they seem to ripen at different speeds which is fine since they make a lovely soup when cooked over an open fire in a cauldron I found.

There is a local lake that provides plenty of fish for the tavern's Friday night fish fry, which they serve with a great bread from our local bakery and brew. The tavern also makes a great bean soup and on Mondays they have a pasta special. For the holidays Garum, a local trapper, will bring in wild turkeys which the tavern serves on a lovely platter. The local bakery has wide variety of cookies, fresh fruit baskets in addition the bread.

I fear you may have been correct about one thing though, my explorer husband does not seem to have settled down though, he keeps stating he will be right back, but is actually gone for days. He talks endlessly about the copper, iron, marble, stone and even an occasional gold mines he has found. He does talk occasionally about a mysterious island full of pirates, black knights and although I not care for it when he mentions a wild Mary that lives on Bastille Island, especially after he mentioned a trip to a local tailor which he bought a lovely golden ribbon that did not make it home....

The geologist have built a soccer field on a nearby island for entertainment, they even included a concession stand which serves sandwiches, hot dogs and a lovely pink drink. There are often rowdy matches with roaming nordsmen and the mysterious dark brotherhood teams. Luckily Viscous Victor keeps the crowd under control.

I am very grateful for the local blacksmith though, he is able to produce hammers, bronze, iron, steel and even damascene swords that he provides to the bounty hunters who in turn protect us from the swamp witch, raiders and bandits.

Send our love to everyone, we miss you,
Gracie

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Princess Bride Lightsaber Battle

Avast Crazy Cook,
Yer days be numbered me wicked bucko!
T' th' Davy Jone's locker will be yer bones along with yer island o' Corsair maties.

Vengence be mine!
GrandpaBruce

Mayor John Axe
John Axe Island
September 1, 1350

Gottfried Schneider, aka Valiant Little Tailor

Dear Mr. Schneider:

I have reviewed your requested job description amendments. For the reasons below, I must decline all of them.

You provide exemplary service as an Adventure Coordinator. Your coworkers confirm you are a gentleman always, and are thoroughly knowledgeable about smashing enemy camps.

You requested set hours of employment during the week, rather than being on call. We must continue sending you once the army is refitted. If we allow you to take off weekends, the army could reach maximum size without being sent. Such a circumstance reduces our economy’s efficiency. Accordingly, we need your employment to remain on call throughout the week.

You requested an assistant who could step in periodically for you once trained up sufficiently. We are a small island. Every citizen qualified for Adventure Coordination has been trained and assigned to a particular adventure. No assistants are available in the remaining fluid pool of unemployed workers. Nearly all of them become soldiers.

You requested to do a different adventure besides The Valiant Little Tailor. We found that specialization best enhances a Coordinator’s production and the production of the soldiers. That is a business practice we do not want to change.

Rest assured, your efforts are not going unnoticed. All on John Axe island celebrate your returns with loot. Your contributions helped finance many of 1350’s building upgrades. Please know all on this island appreciate your excellent production. Your annual 100% adventure completion rate is stellar.

Sincerely,

John Axe
Mayor

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BlueByte

Dear Witch of the Swamp,

Oh how you tormented me! I never wanted to visit you, although my guild encourage me to meet you face to face. But every time, regardless of the coaching and guides and crystal balls, you saw through my defense. My men fell at your feet like you were some type of Siren, when you were really a banshee mixed with Medusa. Only your snakes are limp and hide in your stringy hair. Did I tell you that your feet stink? Like really bad? Then one day someone let me know that your little leaders were sword shy. "They'll let you walk right by", they said. "They're too busy drinking brew and partaking of the special herbs and spices", they said.
Lo and behold, it was true!! I left the leaders of the pack alone and I took my fight to the people! With persistence, I brought you to your kneeeeees. Now I only have pity for you. You're no longer the bully that took my lollipop... sending my generals back home limping with their tails between their legs. No longer am I hesitant to take you on! Bring it Witchy Poo!

Dear Lucky Explorer,
While I love the fact that you return so quickly from your very long searches, the fact that you often return with a single fish platter, a cheese sandwich, or a solid sandwich, shows me that you are not always giving 100% of yourself to your job. If this lackluster continues, you will leave me no other choice then to house you at the far reaches of the Kingdom and ban you from attending all upcoming festivities held in the Tavern.
Consider this fair warning from Her Royal Highness,
Opal Queen.

Dear Archipelago,

You are filled with riches and danger. As I slowly inch ever closer to conquer you I realize that I am using a lot of troops. It takes a while to make them and in one foul swoop you swallow them up like they were nothing. I say to you archipelago you make conquering you quite difficult. But what you make in a troop wasteland you make up for in luxurious resources that we couldn't get anywhere else. You provide a white hot love and hatred for you. Thank you archipelago you enrich me :)

Vozzies Island
One September TwentySixteen

My Dearest Sir Robin,

Greetings and salutations to you and yours on this fateful day.

Let me assure you that I know everything. I now know that you have fled for your life. I will find you. Let the boldness of that statement proclaim the revised hierarchy of my loyalties, priorities and fears.

Your plot is trumped entire by superior powers at court, and you will not survive this fortnight. My allies are illustrious indeed...Prepare for a slow and painful conclusion and have your affairs in order.

Kindest Regards,
the Vozzie

Dear Quartermaster Claus,

The day you came running over with your colorful nose, made me think you had lost your green suit to the Quartermaster General.
When I looked closer at the shiny sleigh, I noticed the pointy nose of your tent had a saying on it that called for your lost green shoes that gave way to your powerful toy cannons that only serve as a smoke screen because in the end, you can only carry and not scream.

But your soldiers enjoy their smooth ride because it's so quick and they won't fall asleep on the way and lose their might.
So the one place on my land is reserved for your hand and I hope that you won't feel a bore with all of that green core.

See you soon.

Moonlime

General Nash Williams,

Good day sir, my name is FOTW. You may not remember me, but I served under your command in the battle of Horseback, defending against the Nords, and also when helping the little tailor safely retrieve his three sons.

I started out as a recruit in our great kingdom’s army 3 years ago. I was moved to the 4th Division Cannoneers a year later, due to my experience working in the powderhut.

Since then I have been in many conflicts and have loyally served our kingdom.

It is my hope that you will allow me the honor to be considered a candidate for the Elite Besiegers Brigade.

Sincerely, FOTW

Dear Jolly Geologist,

Yippee!!


Regards
Reiv

Dear Black Knight,
with halloween coming you know what it means we will see a lot of one another and surely hope you will be as docile as i know you can be...hahaha
i will keep visiting you daily and try to shake enough goodies out of you to make it worth my time :)
enjoy the little rest you have now cause shortly you wont have time no more
will be a pleasure to see you soon BK
regards,
Bee_911

Lucky Explorer,
You venture to the unknown.
Thanks for the cookies.

Dear adventures, where have the followups gone? Into the ether like weapons I guess. All the good things now controlled by rng, might as well play an ARPG.

Dear Little Panda,

Not only are you cute, you are very friendly to those poor settlers trying to level up. So much experience in such a small adventure. You keep being you.

Love,

Simon the Cat

Dear Explorer,

Thanks for the fish plate. It was very useful.

Signed, Koshko

Dear Geologist,

I truly appreciate that you're so jolly. But when I send you out looking for ore, and you respond "OK, going ta look for tequila", that's not OK. I don't even like tequila. I want iron. Or coal. Or at least whiskey. No tequila. Please.

Much love,
aes1218

Hello muddah, hello faddah, I'm a recruit now. What's "cannon fodder?"
Another term is quite disturbing, "animal chow" makes me want to start complaining.

If we do good, I want to tell ya. We might help out, the Little Tailor.
He is Valiant, but in a fix now, why does the seven in one blow he disavows?

Take me home, oh muddah, faddah. Take me home, I hate the slaughter.
Don’t leave me out in the forest, Where I might get eaten by a bear!

There are giants and unicorn of lore. Then they tell me, of a huge and furious boar.
Guys are getting, eaten up now, wolves and foxes, bears, and boars;
I believe the part about being animal chow!

Now the King is, very evil, and it’s caused quite an upheaval.
Things are going rather slowly, there are cannons up ahead holy moly!

Take me home, oh muddah, faddah. Take me home, I hate the slaughter.
Don’t leave me out in the glen, Where I might have to attack again!

Things are better, we have won now. We’re coming home now with stuff for our larder.
I want to say, this is better, muddah, faddah please kindly disregard this letter.

Dear Mr. Ice Golem,
Thank you for your interest into Mr. Ed's Golem Spa where we cater specifically to ice golems of all levels including "Supreme". You will be pampered during your stay here and we will help you shave off a few pounds. We look forward to "serving" you here. We have two special "fruit" relaxation pools for you to enjoy...The largest is our extravagant "strawberry daiquiri" pool, followed by the "margarita" pool. For our more traditional guests we offer the Shandy pool with a fizzy twist that will make you tingle all over and last but certainly not least the Eisbock pool which is drained after every use of an ice golem.
Looking forward to your visit,
Ed the Eldar

Dearest Little Tailor,

You think you are so deft because of your sewing skills!!!!
You better look again! You can not sew an army.

Armies are made up of men, not rag dolls with toy armament.

You had better watch out. All settlers are on to you and will easily destroy you.

Lady_Annabelle
Sunsettler

Dear Cannoneers,

I appreciate the damage you inflict in our fight
You display great power day and night

Setting up behind a line of recruits to shield the enemies first attack
The force of your guns counter with an awesome kickback

When the smoke clears only silance is heard
And the memories of the battle soon become a blur

Thank You Cannoneers

My dearest Witch of the swamp the cost in troops defeating you has always been high. And your rewards never that great. But there is satisfaction and pride when I storm your Island. And you and your kind show up in many of my travels and battles. But I’m not impressed or will not fear you. Because I have A general and he is battle hardened and he enjoys knocking downs your walls and tower. So I will be seeing you again real soon
Your foe pittyness…

Dear Evil King,

So you thought you would defeat the valiant Little Tailor and show your subjects who was really the most powerful in the land? You failed to consider the Little Tailor's friend, me. Although that's not too surprising, for such as you don't really have friends, only obsequious toadying subjects who obey you out of fear.

But your forces have all been slain now. You alone remain in your castle. And Major General Stanley's troops are rallying for the final attack. Hear the singing growing louder as they approach - "I am the very model of a Modern Major General!" Soon it will all be over.

Swords clash, cannons boom ... and finally all is silent. The Evil King is no more. I wonder if he believes in reincarnation? Do you think he knows he's doomed to relive this experience over and over and over again?

haha!

Dear Theodor,
I am not sure exactly how to tell you this so I am just going to come right out with it. Get a job. I am tired of supporting you.
Love, you annoyed sibling.

To the Guilds on Grain Island
You need to learn to share for what good is bread with out brew & a feast at harvest time is a sight to be seen. However if I keep coming to negotiate your trading I feel I should receive more rewards as squabbling children are not my favorite thing to deal with.

Dear Wild Mary,

Thy visage would make a saint shudder, but I shall persevere and smite thee again and again! My steel swords are mightier than thy furrowed brow! Await my return in fear.

Master of Martial Arts

Dear King,

Just a quick note to keep you informed on the evolutions on my island. As always the troops have been very busy doing adventures. The explorers searching for goodies in unexplored and far away territories. The geologists looking for the best mines to mine. (yes the resources we need to keep the economy running). And the normal settler running the day to day business. This brought the island a lot of experience and even a new level.

The laborious explorers, brought back a rare grayish metal ore. They called it platinum. At first we thought the metal is useless. But it has some specific properties we cannot deny. It is a very shiny and appealing metal, it does not rust whatever conditions you store, it is conducting heat very efficiently and it has a tremendous high melting point.

One of our settlers built a special smelting oven. Indeed we need a special smelting oven to handle the Platinum ore and he was able melting blocks of it. And now we are researching if we can turn the blocks into exquisite weapons.

And this brings us to the next point. On our adventures on the archipelago islands near our main island we came across new opponents that have significantly more power and are withstanding our elite soldiers and cannoneers with ease. Sometimes we need over 1000 recruits to get rid of a few hundred opponents.

To tackle this problem, our very best damascene smith is now researching on making better weapons with the new metal. Personally I think he is a bragger and I do not really trust him. I saw him last week in the Trade Office instead in his workplace and was talking with a foreign trader. I think he will just claim monstrous quantities of Platinum bars, sell them to a japanese trader, get samourai swords in return and keep the profit. I cannot prove it yet and I do not care. As long as the swords are good and give a moral boost to our settlers, who cares.

I will keep track on the evolutions in this domain my King and I feel we are at the edge of a real breakthrough. I will invest the utmost time into researching this and this makes that I have less time to maintain the island. Could it be that You have some improved silos around in your vast kingdom You can spare me? It would save me a lot of time to research new fields every time and would thus indirectly support the research going on here. A deerstalker or improved farm would be useful as well.

Looking forward reading from You my King,

Your humble servant,

Fsd

Dear Theodor,

It saddens me that we do not see as much of each other as when we were children. Those carefree days playing in the wheat fields. Do you recall the day you stole one of the King’s horses and rode through the friary? Or the time you washed all the explorers’ white britches with red socks? Perhaps you remember the time you bought that strange potion from the witch in the swamp and turned all the livestock on the island into Unicorns? No one had the heart to kill them – we lived on bread and fish for a week!

The one thing that taints these sweet memories is the knowledge that in each of these instances and many more besides, the blame fell squarely on me. Every time you were in trouble, I came to your rescue. Somehow, no one ever believed you capable of mischief and I ended up paying the price.

But I have always kept your secret. Only you and I know the truth.

I would have been satisfied to let the past stay comfortably in the past if not for this recent bout of ridiculous requests you have sent my way. Send weapons, send troops, find me a replacement Capuchin monkey … How you manage to entangle yourself in such ludicrous predicaments is beyond my comprehension. Must I always be coming to your rescue? Am I forever to be bailing you out?

I have come to the only reasonable conclusion – you must be left to make your own way. To find your own solutions. Perhaps it is my fault. By always being there for you I have robbed you of the many chances you would have had for growth. But I shall rob you no more. Prove to the world, Brother, that you have inside you what it takes to succeed. Find your way and learn to be a leader, learn to be a man!

Dearest Theodor, do not take this as anything other than an expression of my deepest love for you. I shall continue – as I always have done – to keep your secrets. But should you serve me with any further requests for assistance due to yet another hair-brained, knuckle-headed scheme of idiocy, you can rest assured –

I am going to tell Mother.

Your loving Sibling

Dearest Folks back home.
We made it to our new home, it is as beautiful as Roarke [ aka lucky explorer ] said it was, and he and his friends all keep bring back the most marvelous treasure, gold coins, special buffs we can use on our production buildings, need them to find a few to help our Generals.
The poor men and the troopers are fighting hard to claim more land and to keep us safe from the many bandit camps, leaders with name like Metal tooth, One eyed jack, and really who wants to be called Wild Mary. Such horrid people they kill so many of our brave young troopers, and seriously wound our Generals, who should get rewarded with medals or some thing. Then the crazy army go on these so called adventures to other Island to help kill the bandits there cause they are asked to help, some times the pay is really good but some times it is just not worth the lives of our brave troops.
Back to happier news. Our Geologist are so thrilled to have new minerals to find they go out yodeling, in joy. They find mines of gold, and much needed resources like copper, iron and marble. then there are the woods, pine, hardwood, and the beautiful Mahogany. Our craftsmen are so pleased to have such finds to work with.
Sigh I do miss the live stock, cows, chickens, hogs and goats. We do have wild game the hunters bring it in a lot of deer meat, we all make tons of deer sausage, the Explorers take it with them on their long hunts so they don't have to waste time hunting for food.
Wish we had a few more fruit trees , cherries are good and make a lot of pies, cobblers with them, apple , peaches, bananas and maybe some nut trees would help.
I must go, have to help make more sausage, and then roll more bandages for the Medipacks, we use a lot of those. will write again when have time.
Take care and stay safe.
love lora

Dear Settlers

Announcement

I know things a rough right now with only 2.5% employment.
But i have a plan to fix that. We have been asked to rescue
the 3 little tailors sons and i have agreed to give it our
best effort. So many of you will now find employment in
oue glorious army. Hopefully this will help keep you happy.

Yours Sincerely

The Mayor

Dear Building Queue,

Oh how I wish there could be, a Move to Top button within thee.

Sincerely,
Everyone