Intercepted Inter-Fantasy NPC Communique
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- To my first and prodigal child,Thagan Treer,
I send greetings from Frothingforth gaol. This past season has been (I have no doubt) a black joke perpetrated on this family by the omnipotent author of all things. 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. Be sure to avoid Thurid of Gyran To do otherwise is to risk what little you have left.
Your most humble servant,
Ludmilla
P.S. The code is: 9-5-4-6. - To the most resolute Vornelia Thrakk,
I send greetings from Vornheim. 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 chess set 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 the Blind Mirror. To do otherwise is to risk what little you have left.
Your most humble servant,
Damvild filia Eki
P.S. Another map is enclosed--verso. - To the festering carcass known to men as Lord Vortullak of Spine,
I send greetings from Frothingforth gaol. This past season has been (I have no doubt) a black joke perpetrated on this family by the omnipotent author of all things. 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 avoid the assassin. To do otherwise is to risk what little you have left.
Your most humble servant,
Ardesco Tremere
P.S. Othros incara ex'na glarr een amnata (spell activates when read). - To the festering carcass known to men as Vornelia Thrakk,
I send greetings from the tower you once called home. This past season has been (I have no doubt) a black joke perpetrated on this family by the omnipotent author of all things. 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. It is vital that you investigate Thurid of Gyran To do otherwise is to risk what little you have left.
Your most humble servant,
Manuela filia Manuela
P.S. It's in the third drawer down behind the knife. - To the most resolute Bishop Knackling Severr,
I send greetings from Gaxen Kane. 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 unobtrusive young gentleman 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 the assassin. To do otherwise is to risk what little you have left.
Your most humble servant,
Fatwa, First of Spindle
P.S. The code is: 8-0-8-2.