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Post by dakashy on Jul 27, 2020 16:26:20 GMT -5
Dear Sir,
I have been in your establishment a few times in the last few days and in each occasion there were dirty, sad, sullen and flour covered pixies fluttering about and doing work. One even had a tiny broom.
I believe they are being used as unwilling slave labor.
Mister Marister asked me to reach out to you in hopes of you investigating this matter.
I can be reached by letter at the Inn in Great Gaunt.
Thank you,
Nessa
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Post by grivel on Jul 28, 2020 22:43:48 GMT -5
*Pens a short letter and has it delivered to Greatgaunt inn*
Nae know wha ye bin drinkin lass, but der nae be pixies in me bakry, less dey come in through tha winda while oi be ou.
Manus Thunderrock Sugarsmith Proprietor
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