A letter of Inquiry to Sherriff Frimdriscol of Shallybrook

[ShadowCatJen]

*a letter arrives at the guard house in Shallybrook addressed to Sheriff Frimdriscol*

Good Sheriff Frimdriscol,

Greetings to you. Me name be Mynian Copperhand, current Minister of the City Interior for Valkur's Roar. Me hopes this letter finds you in good health and glad heart.

Me be writing to inquire as to who in the Shallybrook council and community me could contact about procuring a large bulk amount of woolen blankets. Me be looking to receive these blankets before the full brunt of winter hits the Western Reaches. The funds for such a purchase already be in hand and me be ready to send such funds fully in advance.

If you could please forward this letter to the right individual so correspondence can begin in earnest it would be greatly appreciated.

In Luck and Death,

MC

Mynian Copperhand
Minister of the City Interior, Valkur's Roar

[ShadowCatJen]

*another short letter arrives*

Dear Sheriff Frimdriscol,

Apologies for the quick follow up, but winter will not wait. Me got a couple of things to speak to you of if you got the time. One concerns the furs, the other be potential food stocks me be willing to buy in bulk. Please let me know when you have a moment to converse.

In Luck and Death,

MC

Mynian Copperhand
Minister of the City Interior, Valkur's Roar

[ShadowCatJen]

With little time to spare, Mynian heads to Shallybrook herself to speak to Frimdriscol. However ...



... she doesn't pose enough of an impression and he doesn't give her the time of day.



Deciding to take matters into her own hands she goes about the farms...



... and seems to fair far better speaking directly with the fair hin folk.



After this, Mynian realizes she's going to have to do the footwork herself to buy all the goods the donation coin will afford. Because winter won't wait for letter correspondence.

DM Hawk