Letter to Miss Amity at the Hopes Cradle Orphanage

[lovedbyyendis]

A very neatly written letter on fine parchment is delivered to Amity at the orphange.

Miss Amity,

I have seen you about and we've spoken a few times, but I was hoping that we could speak further about my obtaining a key to the orphanage so that I may come and go as needed without disturbing anyone, especially the children. I would be happy to make myself available to meet with you at your convenience.

Always,
Aria Migand

DM Hawk

[Script Wrecked]

Coincidentally... the Valkur's Roar Reserves conduct an informal security review of the orphanage.  Amongst the topics raised is who has access to the orphanage, and how handing out keys hither and yon would be akin to a regular family giving out front door keys to allow perfect strangers unrestricted access to their small, helpless, children at any time of the day or night.

[emeraldsnowx]

Aug 8, 2023 6:56:01 GMT -5 Script Wrecked said:

Coincidentally... the Valkur's Roar Reserves conduct an informal security review of the orphanage.  Amongst the topics raised is who has access to the orphanage, and how handing out keys hither and yon would be akin to a regular family giving out front door keys to allow perfect strangers unrestricted access to their small, helpless, children at any time of the day or night.

 // The Reserves doesn't have access to Amity's personal mail, ergo would know nothing of this correspondence unless expressly notified by either Aria or Amity.  Unless something untoward or illegal takes place, the Reserves will likely have nothing to do with this at all, as responsibility for the accountability of keys and safety of orphans is primarily Amity's, and no one in the Reserves (to my knowledge) has any insight more relevant than Amity's, about who should have keys and who shouldn't, among unofficial individuals.  The best we can hope for until a crime happens is for Amity to provide the City Guard with a list of who has keys.

[DM Hawk]

Amity smiled as she watched her client rise from the bath and make his way across the chamber. She enjoyed watching the beads of water find their way down.

After indulging her gaze for a moment she closed her eyes, settled back into the hot water, and listened to him towel off and dress. A heavy pouch thudded on her dresser followed by the clink of coins.

"A pleasure as always Miss Calamity."

"My pleasure as well, Leopold."

She heard the door to the master suite in the Tipsy Imp open and close with her client's departing footfalls. The clever lock automatically slid into place when the door shut.

An hour later the Mistress of Vineyards was clad in a luxurious bath robe, her hair wrapped in a towel above her head. She sat at her desk with a cup of tea in hand, looking at herself in the mirror with a smile.

Glancing down, she began to leaf through her correspondence.