The letter was surrepetitiously placed atop the stack of incoming letters no doubt recieved in common fashion throughout the day by whiney nobles or distraught boyars. It was different, however - the parchement was strange, a pale peach-gray hue and leathery - scented with crushed roses and blackberries as the envelope containing its strange pages and spidery, flowing script in a rich black ink, was held fastened by a seal of bright scarlet wax, a stamp thereon of an ornate "S", surrounded by a length of thorned vines. Within, was a proposal most strange.....
To the most honourable Captain Alexander Kanashia of Myrken Wood and the Order of Straka,
Allow me, first and foremost, to congradulate you upon your acsension to a position of prestige and power Captain Kanashia. It will be a good thing to have a man of your cunning and prowess at the helm of this city to lead it through the dark, troubled times ahead.
I will be blunt, Captain, for I've most likely rambled to long already. I wish to offer you resources untapped and assistance unasked for. In my domain, a place far from here, I have amassed a vast fortune. More than even the most opulent of lords and nobles to use in ten lifetimes. I offer it to you as funding for the Guard, refitting gaol, pay increases and the like......
The Order of Straka could have access to everything I have available to me to help them in solving these most pressing issues.
I am the owner of Sanctuary in Myrken Wood, I can also offer to the Guards as well as their families unlimited and free access to my facilities for as long as they remain in service with the Guard.
In addition, I would also like to make official a bounty upon the Vampires that plague us. A thousand gold coins each. Perhaps this bounty would increase awareness to the cancer growing in their very homes.
As for me....Well, if nothing else, I would consider myself a flexible man. Perhaps a position of some importance, be it advisor to you on matters of the supernatural - vampires and other things darker can be killed with but some knowledge how - and some minor say in the growth of Myrken Wood. I would, when our venerable Gad Phuri's term in office has run its course, perhaps may a bid for Governor myself - fate be willing. I look forward to some correspondance with you, Captain...I believe we could do well together for this city.
Until forever, my good Captain....
Lord Seranos Reikos Vayne; Master of Sanctuary.