| We Will Find You |
| Summary: | A strange missive mysteriously finds its way to Kenthadus. |
| Date: | IC Date |
| Related: | None yet! |
| NPCs: | N/A |
| Players: |
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A missive with a pressed black wax seal was placed inside of Kenthadus' travel pack, when or where Kenthadus was when this happend only the Gods or God may know. Inside it is scrawled in a clean and clear penmanship, giving nothing away in so far as gender or affiliations, is a message that was clearly meant for Kenthadus alone.
Traveler,
It has come to our attention that you desire to do great works beyond that of which that would benefit only yourself. Do not dwell too heavily in the delivery of this missive, just know we see all and hear all and are quite pleased with the good that you are doing. At some point, somewhere along your travels, you will be approached by one of our agents. Do not be alarmed, we have no intentions to harm you. If you so choose to hear from us, do leave this missive near the roots of largest oak in the very next clearing, if not, burn this missive and forget you ever read it. We will find you when the time is right.
There is no signature, no other indication as to who has sent this missive, just the black wax seal on fine parchment.
Kent blinks a bit as he finds the missive in his pack, "Well then interesting." He cracks open the seal and reads it before he raises his eyebrow and hmmms to himself for a moment before he folds it back up and tucks it into his pack again and sits down splaying his hands on the ground as he closes his eyes and lets his senses wander a bit. Taking a breath he lets it out in a sigh as he gathers himself back to his feet and picks up his pack, "Nothing to do but to do a thing." And off the wandering mercenary goes pausing at the next clearing to set a letter inside the root of the largest oak tree, "If they're going to be all secret I'm going to make them work for it."