Letter delivered to Amity of the Tipsy Imp

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A letter is left at the Tispy Imp, sealed with the arcane mark of a shimmering emerald eye.

"My dear Amity,

I hope that you have been doing well in our time apart. Certainly the Tipsy Imp seems to be as fine an establishment as it ever was. Please give my regards to whoever has been producing the boxes of chocolates as of late. They have been quite the hit as I hand them out as treats during my meetings and interviews. Speaking of, I am certain a woman who keeps well in touch with the populace as yourself is aware that I am running a periodical these days. I have been reaching out to the various merchants and establishments of notable respect here in Valkur's Roar offering them chances for both advertisement and conduct interviews for those interested in sharing their stories with the community.

In this vein, I hope you might be willing to set aside some time for the both of us to talk privately. Not only would I be pleased beyond measure to help support the Tipsy Imp and your business, but I should think it would be a delight for us to catch up.

Yours in friendship,

Meesha, of the Roaring Gazette"

DM Hawk

[DM Hawk]

Amity lays on the couch in her Suite atop the Tipsy Imp, her head in Nacyra's lap as she reads the letter.

Swirling the remnants of wine in a crystal goblet, the Mistress of Vineyards stretches her back and looks up at the woman.

"Be a dear and fetch me quill and parchment would you?"