*Note placed next to the Mavenholm tavern*

[Cerce]

Cerce finally sat down to his table after a long day's travel. "Suba's ship in the middle of nowhere... and then he tells me to either fly all the way to the other side of Kiwike, or give it to my very enemies? I may never understand that man..." He stretched, and got up to retire for the night...

Only to find a courier waiting at the door to his castle. "Milord, I've come bearing ill tidings... Sir Crazy is in deathly peril! Here's a letter containing the details. A banker of Mavenholm sent it."

Cerce read the note, and prepared to write again...

"To whom it may concern;

Whoever you are, I demand that you leave Crazy allone. Anny further action against this man will incur the wrath of Cerantia. If indeed you are not the offender and mearly know of Crazy's current predicament, I request any and all information reguarding this be sent directly to me.

Sincerely;

~Cerce Eugene Tentones"

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Cerce finally sat down to his table after a long day's travel. "Suba's ship in the middle of nowhere... and then he tells me to either fly all the way to the other side of Kiwike, or give it to my very enemies? I may never understand that man..." He stretched, and got up to retire for the night...

Only to find a courier waiting at the door to his castle. "Milord, I've come bearing ill tidings... Sir Crazy is in deathly peril! Here's a letter containing the details. A banker of Mavenholm sent it."

Cerce read the note, and prepared to write again...

"To whom it may concern;

Whoever you are, I demand that you leave Crazy allone. Anny further action against this man will incur the wrath of Cerantia. If indeed you are not the offender and mearly know of Crazy's current predicament, I request any and all information reguarding this be sent directly to me.

Sincerely;

~Cerce Eugene Tentones"