"Ah mister Shoeman just who I wished to see. I will in a few weeks time be forwarding you my full proposal to document the chronology of the doomed town of Hilp. I believe this to be of some importance as already s number of the tombs have been violated and defaced. Several of the sarcophagi now no longer bear inscriptions that can be deciphered. I will be proposing to conduct an expiation of Hilp in order to transcribe the remaining legible crypts tombstones and caskets inscriptions. I will be also detailing the best I can any surviving artworks also indicative to the towns past history.
I have already spoken and received from the head master Card permission to conduct this expedition however I do also wish to receive your blessings in this matter. I will assure the collage that no works of art nor tombs will be removed or violated during this expedition. My hope is to in the end pen a small book detailing the lives and history of Hilp before such information is lost forever. I shan't expect an answer right away. Mull the matter over."
With that the woman with piercing blue eyes and a myriad of cerulean tattoos gave a respectful bow departing into the dusk.