It had taken her awhile to even reach out to contact the governor... for once finding out why she was in myrken she had taken to hunting her quarry before the trail could cool and yet there was nothing... no sign of the murderer of children......
A sigh pushed past lips of pale blush tinted fawn and she picked up her quill dipped it in the ink... she would wait no longer for Treadwell to make introductions she must make herself known to the governor before she had to return to her estates... for in this way she may make some arrangement for Taeran.
Governor Helstone,
Forgive the forwardness of this missive but my attempts to arrange a formal introduction through an aquaintance we share have not come to fruitition. I am a hunter of things most would prefer to believe but myth, fragments of legends and yes even the fevered birthings of deranged minds. I was drawn here to myrken by fragmented dreams that offered little clue as to their purpose and yet i felt compelled to return to this place i once visited over a year earlier.
Forgive me i begin to ramble in an attempt to order my thoughts. my purpose in this missive is to arrange a meeting ... certain conversations with deziens of myrken have led to but a single conclusion on what has been taking myrkens children and i beleive i am more than qualified to take care of this problem. However since the trail is currently cold for which i am both thankful and yet and worried i believe we should meet... you see i shall soon have to return to my estates and you should know for whom to send should it return and begin preying on the most innocent among us again.
At your earliest convience.
A. Demarshay
It was signed with an elegant flourish and curious seal a pentagram set into a wooden spike.
fine sand was scattered over the parchment to dry it before it was lifted and those grains shaken free. Rolling the parchment she tied it with a black ribbon and moved to the door of the rom she was renting at the neliquele estate
"Take this to the governor and make certain he knows where to send the reply"
She pressed several coins into the messangers hand and then retreated to her room she should rest now for soon the night would come and she would continue a hunt that had so far proven fruitless