Intercepted Inter-Fantasy NPC Communique
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- To the most resolute Lord Vortullak of Spine,
I send greetings from Vornheim. This past season has been suspiciously merciful. I trust that the news of recent events here has reached you, and I likewise trust you received the cheeses I sent earlier, for otherwise you would be entirely unable to read the words I now set down. Though I am indeed made weary by the strain of maintaining this deception, I see the necessity in it, as, I am certain, do you. Be sure to consult Lord Veel and his Grey Army. To do otherwise is to risk what little you have left.
Your most humble servant,
Silenus Vox
P.S. Before this is over, I will have what's rightfully mine, no matter what you've been told. - To my beloved and devoted Thagan Treer,
I send greetings from Cobalt Reach. This past season has been mercifully mundane. I trust that the news of recent events here has reached you, and I likewise trust you received the claw I sent earlier, for otherwise you would be entirely unable to read the words I now set down. Though I am indeed made weary by the strain of maintaining this deception, I see the necessity in it, as, I am certain, do you. It is vital that you investigate the assassin. To do otherwise is to risk what little you have left.
Your most humble servant,
Domma Portia
P.S. I'm told Carnifex has apparently been asking for me. I want to assume you didn't set me up, but I wouldn't put it past you. - To your esteemed eminence, Vornelia Thrakk,
I send greetings from far behind enemy lines. This past season has been suspiciously merciful. I trust that the news of recent events here has reached you, and I likewise trust you received the map I sent earlier, for otherwise you would be entirely unable to read the words I now set down. Though I am indeed made weary by the strain of maintaining this deception, I see the necessity in it, as, I am certain, do you. Be sure to avoid Thurid of Gyran To do otherwise is to risk what little you have left.
Your most humble servant,
Circensus
P.S. They are invulnerable to flame, but a knife hewn from ice formed on a moonless night is their bane. - To the vigorous soldier and noble friend, Thagan Treer,
I send greetings from within the Orbbed Tower. This past season has been dense with the breeding of unexpected events. I trust that the news of recent events here has reached you, and I likewise trust you received the unusual device I sent earlier, for otherwise you would be entirely unable to read the words I now set down. Though I am indeed made weary by the strain of maintaining this deception, I see the necessity in it, as, I am certain, do you. You must destroy Mobulus Fantom, the Thrusting Orc. To do otherwise is to risk what little you have left.
Your most humble servant,
Joslynn, the Merinita
P.S. I'm told Carnifex has apparently been asking for me. I want to assume you didn't set me up, but I wouldn't put it past you. - To the most resolute Igra Belbent, Ninth of Hogg,
I send greetings from The Iron Ring. This past season has been mercifully mundane. I trust that the news of recent events here has reached you, and I likewise trust you received the needle I sent earlier, for otherwise you would be entirely unable to read the words I now set down. Though I am indeed made weary by the strain of maintaining this deception, I see the necessity in it, as, I am certain, do you. Be sure to consult Mobulus Fantom, the Thrusting Orc. To do otherwise is to risk what little you have left.
Your most humble servant,
Declamare
P.S. Another map is enclosed--verso.