A note written in the sloppy, heavy hand of a former Governor, Councilor, and toymaker. Copies have been sent by messenger to the homes of each member of the Council--or, at least, the addresses that Treadwell remembers from over a year ago.
To the remaining members of the Myrken Wood Council,
Greetings.
I'll not bore you with the details here of where I have been for well over a year. Rest assured it's a very long story, the fairy king--a horrid imposter out to ruin me!--is ultimately at fault, and the whole tale bears repeating in private. For now, I have a number of requests--nay, demands--to make.
I expect the deeds to my former properties--my home, my store, and the goods and clothing and furniture in each--to be returned. I understand this was a problem thanks to the aforementioned King Richard. However, with the assurance that he is not who I am, nor I who he is, I should think that common sense will dictate these matters be returned.
I also understand that the Council is in a bit of disarray. I hereby offer my services, at least until the next common election for proper officials, in my former faculties as Councilor of Administrative Sanctions, as needed.
Good day. I may be found at the house of Roderic G. Cliché, toymaker.
Aloisius Horatio Treadwell -- Chief Magistrate, Westenford, Amasynia; Former Governor, Myrken Wood, Myrken Wood province; Former Councilor of Administrative Sanctions, Myrken Wood, Myrken Wood province