*Letter delivered to Elvewyn at Tyluk*

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*Doigan strolls up to the Innkeeper at Tyluk and hands him a finely folded leaf of paper with "Elvewyn" written as neatly as a four year old with attention disorder seeing something shiny in the distance whilst writing*

Oi lad, 'and dat inta Elvy, aight? Gud lad.

*He hands the innekeeper a few coin for his trouble and wanders off, muttering*

Dat'll teach 'er..

//PM Sent

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*Elvewyn strolls out of his room with his hood down and stretches with a smile. A wave from the inn keeper catches his attention and he walks over and orders a water flask. He then takes the letter and squints at it trying to read it. His smile then turns into a scowl, he throws a few coins to the keeper and quickly vanishes in a burst of blackness*

~Sioladuil