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[Lady LaBelle]

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A stripling sits comfortably upon a bench at the Hall of Paladins.
As the finely dressed lady approaches, he rises and
bows his head. "Lady Mia?"
She nods and he extends the scroll.


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Good sister,

I trust this letter to find you in good health
and of pleasant spirits.

This Lady stays on at the Inn in the mother city.
Something transpires sister, I am fearful.
My sentiments uneasy. Your presence and
conference would sooth me. Please come to
me, as soon as you receive this letter.

Peace and health,

~LaBelle~
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[Mia Stormcrow]

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Smiling, she takes the scroll from the lad. "Wait a momment and I'll give you something for your troubles." Mia steps into the other room and returns quickly, handing the boy a shinny gold peice and a small sack. "I packed you a few cookies, I baked them this morning", she smiles, watching the lad rush off with his reward.
Unfurreling the scroll, the smile quickly fades from the lips as her eyes race across the page. Rerolling the scroll, Mia snaches up her traveling cloak and immediatly departs the hall.
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