Dear Player,

I hope this letter finds you well. Now, I normally wouldn't put pen to paper over such things, but I felt compelled to share something that's been churning my sea-worn heart.

I was settled down the other night, warming my bones by the fire, and I decided to tune into that popular cookin' show - Queen of Sauce. Imagine my shock when I saw my family's cherished Lobster Bisque recipe being broadcast for all the valley to see!

That recipe, it's been a Willy family heirloom, passed from my grandfather to my father, and then to me. It was our private treasure, a secret handshake among us seafaring folk, if you will. The audacity of that show, it's as if they dredged up our family chest right from the ocean floor.

Her cooking that bisque, it's just not the same, I tell ya. It's more than just the lobster and the milk - it's the sea spray on your face, the cries of the gulls, and knowing the lobsters personally! It's a sea thing! Queen of Sauce... Pah! It's clear she's never baited a hook in her life!

Sorry to unload on you like this, but I needed to get that off my chest. Thanks for listening, friend.

Tight lines,

Willy