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[Scribble]

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Dearest Poet,
If ever there has been a week filled with such madness as this past week it has surely escaped my memory. Perhaps it has only seemed so mad because it followed my peaceful holiday in the wilderness. The threat to Miss Cat was unerving. I hope ya don't mind me having offered a reward for that awful Captain. The theft of the Garden's larders was heart wretching as well. I am not sure how we should deal with that one. The accusations against Murdoc are horrible. I have interviewed all the people involved. We are going to have to have a trial for that matter. Murdoc is in firm denial of any wrong doings inside the Garden walls. The trial will proceed Tuesday eve as we agreed. I need you to assemble a jury pool, decide where the trial will be held, and find a judge. We can proceed from there.
Keep me posted,
Scribble
Tavern Boss

[Silent Poet]

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Milady Scribble,

I shall arrange for a pool of potential jurors to gather before Tuesday and selection shall be made.

I shall also endeavor to find a fair and impartial judge for Murdoc's trial. That will probably be more difficult.

As for the issue with the ransacked larders, I have determined it took more than one person to do it. Unfortunately, if something like this occurs again, we may have to increase our security measures, and make the tavern less patron friendly.

As ever, your efforts have been of great succor and value to me.

Yours in service to the Minstrels,

*Signed with celtic flourish*

Silent Poet

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