The outside envelope opens to another envelope that has a dagger and mask drawn on it. Inside this envelope the letter reads:
To One of Amn’s Best Upright Men,
I hope this letter finds you well. I’m writing from the land of Sundren. A quant little place not too populated with skilled rovers, rum padders, or pigs for that matter. At least not any keen eyed ones. However, it seems to be a milch cow with some cullability. Therefore, I thought I’d ask Jukrum and work out a quota. Now, don’t think that I’m rattling mumpers here. I have a better talent as a prig napper and it appears that in Sundren that there are several varlets that could use a hearty choke for some of Hamlet’s earnest darby and the likely-hood of more in the future. So, I thought I could be a sort of bawdy basket and get with the begger makers and queer cuffin. If Jukrum is alright with this then I’m your gallows bird. If this ain’t within reason, then I guess the whack is all mine.
Rodrak
To One of Amn’s Best Upright Men,
I hope this letter finds you well. I’m writing from the land of Sundren. A quant little place not too populated with skilled rovers, rum padders, or pigs for that matter. At least not any keen eyed ones. However, it seems to be a milch cow with some cullability. Therefore, I thought I’d ask Jukrum and work out a quota. Now, don’t think that I’m rattling mumpers here. I have a better talent as a prig napper and it appears that in Sundren that there are several varlets that could use a hearty choke for some of Hamlet’s earnest darby and the likely-hood of more in the future. So, I thought I could be a sort of bawdy basket and get with the begger makers and queer cuffin. If Jukrum is alright with this then I’m your gallows bird. If this ain’t within reason, then I guess the whack is all mine.
Rodrak