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A small, locked box with the words "For Kaelthir" engraved atop the lid was left at Morn Cirith.

[Kaelthir]

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Kaelthir stepped outside of Morn Cirith to check her mail. The energy floating in her eye sockets danced happily as she spotted a box left for her, with "for Kaelthir" crudely carved into it. It had been some time since someone sent her hate mail, how delightful to get more! She whisked the box out from inside the mailbox, noting it seemed to be locked after a few tries opening the lid. No matter, a simple ex por spell would fix that. Kaelthir was now certain it was a trapped box made by an amateur who didn't know how to unlock it without disengaging the trap. After casting unlock, she whipped the box open expecting a large explosion, only to find a book inside. As well as the key to the box's lock. She checked the author of the book, suspecting perhaps one of the anarchists she used to know was playing a joke. They loved mind games, locking a box with the key to unlock it inside the box is certainly something they would do. However, it appeared the author of the journel was some girl who previously wandered about Umbra. Highly disappointed, Kaelthir gave an ethereal sigh and went back inside.