Parchment for a request

[Dragoncleric]

*A piece of parchment was left slid under the door of the government house in the Port town*

Um. This writing stuff is new to me, so um...yeah excuse my handwriting.
I'm known as Valen. *some scratches out have been made, perhaps comments he thought twice about writing*
You'll find me in town near the tree to the left of the um...temple place, usually.

Oh what's this about? Well a holy moly friend of mine just joined up in the guards.
Where was I? Oh right. Um, anyways I'm used to land being free and going where I choose. Not much into the townsfolk ways, but I'm um...learning.
But lately I've noticed problems within this area. Problems that maybe I could be of use in?
I don't know what I have to do, to get this done but I'd like to um...well help out in some way. *more scratching out has been done*
Yes, I'd like to join the Sundren militia. I'm a Ranger. Sorry i didn't write that before. That means I'm a good scout and a decent shot with the bow.

Yeah so that's it really. I think it might be good for me to do this.

[Euniana]

A guard in the governor's manse picks up the letter and hands it to an assistant. The clerk reads over it thrice, scratching his head for a while until he finally manages to comprehend the gist of the message. The letter is then forwarded to the Port Avanthyr militia, where it finally winds up in the hands of the recruiter, Sergeant Patrick Escadeo.

The man grunts upon looking over the letter four times, understanding at last setting in along with a heap of annoyance.

He throws the letter into the fireplace and remarks to the one who brought the letter to his attention, "I'll deal with it."

[Euniana]

*Dealt with in game*