The letters were not delivered immediately. No, the spent a certain amount of time in the possession of the messenger, while the messenger laboriously puzzled through as many words as was possible. Some of the larger ones (conclusively? What on earth was that?), were a loss, but the messenger was able to get an idea of what each note was about.
Of course, it might not have been the right idea.
~*~
The letter for Councilor Treadwell simply appeared on the man's desk one morning, the Meetinghouse having long since ceased to be a problem for the messenger.
Councilor Treadwell
I do not expect you to trust that I am once again my self. Instead I offer you an invitation: meet me at the address below, one hour after sunrise two days from now. There you will see what the Militia is prepared to do in Myrken's defense. Once you have seen your fill we will speak of whatever you wish, and it will include my intentions for Myrken's immediate future.
Our time is short. We will act swiftly and conclusively. Be prompt.
- Ariane.
[Beneath, an address which he might not immediately recognise, located as it is in one of Myrken's poorest districts.]