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[Arakad]

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The living shadow stands motionless outside waiting on Dealthgars approach - a black scroll in hand, once accepted the fiend fades into the natural surroundings.

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My lord I seek an audience with you when you have a moment of free time.

Humbly yours.
Lord Arakad Thorn. Duke of Nujel'm

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[Dealthagar]

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Dealthagar looks over the scroll and then looks up to the messenger to find it gone. Annoyed, he turns on his heel and enters the Governor's palace, muttering uner his breath.

"How in the Nine Hells am I supposed to contact a man who doesn't leave a messenger behind to return a message or note a place of residence to send missives after being absent for some time?"

Settiling into his office, he drafts a letter and summons one of the many gargoyle refuees that have come to the city. "Take a wing of your scouts and scour the land, see who knows where the duke's residence is and deliver this to him." Nodding the messenger leaves the room.

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My dear Duke,

At any given time, simply speak your identity to one of the brass orthons that are stationed around the city and they will contact me. Alternately, I do maintain a residence north of Trinsic. In the interest of a strong and united Nu'jelm, my time is always available.

Dealthagar
Lord Governor of Nu'jelm
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