(A letter written by an elegant, flowing hand in script that threatens to wax archaic on several occasions, is born along by a member of the Violet Dawn to the office of the High Constable and Governor)
Governor Calomel,
Let me be amongst those to applaud your firm grasp for power in order to ensure the wellbeing and prosperity of the people in this land so often threatened with darkness and death. It says much of your character, much that is noble, much of your soul.
And it is concerning the souls of this land that I write to you.
They have all suffered greatly beneath the Ashfiend's shadow. My understanding is that Patience Mayfield, squire to Sir Deucalios of the knighthood, has promised to placate the Ashfiend by meeting with him in the course of three weeks or so. It has also come to my attention that he recently took a sword from the abandoned mines at Foggy Bottom.
I ask you this in all forwardness because it may quite possibly lead to the Ashfiend's ultimate destruction: was there anything else he took from the cavern? My understanding is that whatever he took would have lain there for some time, perhaps a decade or so by my reckoning, long enough to leave some sort of imprint. Most probably that of a small urn.
In case you are wondering, I had not come forward as I was, and still am to be honest, unsure if I may trust you. I have developed something of an unsavory reputation amongst some and I don't know if such lies have reached your ears or not. Nor was I aware that the instrument of the Ashfiend's destruction might even be in this land. It is quite a fortuitous discovery.
I greatly appreciate your consideration of my question, especially concerning all else that must plague you these days. I ask only that you remember Squire Mayfield's life will undoubtedly be forfeit to the Ashfiend if you prefer to keep such information from me, and it would be a tragic thing indeed for such a young and courageous, compassionate life to be snuffed out so early.
Sincerely,
Vraal