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Post by lakhena on Sept 19, 2016 12:52:31 GMT -5
Whenever Marister next strolls into the town of Greatgaunt during the day, a scruffy looking boy with a bit of dirt under his fingernails would stroll up to him with the following note, written in Elven script, and a small bouquet of bluebells. If he had sharp ears, he might hear the boy snickering as he went off.
Come to the druid's garden in the Bramblewoods, if your curiosity yet calls, when the moon is at its zenith.
OOC: this note can be intercepted by any male who has long black hair down to his waist, which is the description given to the boy.
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