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A tired-looking halfling, dark bags under his eyes, saunters in to the Lathanderite temple whistling an up-beat, though off-key, ditty. He quickly approaches Eilatris Shieldheart, a sealed letter in hand.
"G'day to you, Sister, how are you?" Without waiting for a response, he holds the letter out to her. "I need this delivered to Sir Rafael Frais at the earliest opportunity, if you please."
His letter delivered, he flashes a weary smile and inclines his head before spinning on his heels. He quickly makes his way back outside, disappearing up the road as he leaves the LaCroix estate.
The quickly scrawled, and nearly illegible, letter reads as follows:
"G'day to you, Sister, how are you?" Without waiting for a response, he holds the letter out to her. "I need this delivered to Sir Rafael Frais at the earliest opportunity, if you please."
His letter delivered, he flashes a weary smile and inclines his head before spinning on his heels. He quickly makes his way back outside, disappearing up the road as he leaves the LaCroix estate.
The quickly scrawled, and nearly illegible, letter reads as follows:
Hey, Raf,
I've got some information for you. Come see me as soon as you can.
~Merry~
I've got some information for you. Come see me as soon as you can.
~Merry~