-Found in a bottle downstream-
I met a girl today father, yes, another one, this one rather foolish, an airhead. I let her escape with her maidenhood intact, and I make an enemy out of the poet-knight. Wonderful, stunning, brilliant! I show a bit of mercy, discretion and I become the greatest enemy known to man. Perhaps I have grown soft, I should of just taken what she was willing to give in her drunken stupor and slit her throat. Call her a brotherhood member who came at me with a knife. I’ve fabricated worse, as I am sure we both know.
That isn’t the most important news however, the Poet-Laudate, god bless her soul, and her giant ballooning belly. I have heard rumors of women of the other duchies being monsters.. I did not think they were so literal. I was honestly afraid for that little tubori child’s life. If I didn’t step in with my.. Honestly very clever wit, I am sure there would of been a murder that day.
Maybe I am getting soft… I’ll see about hiring another visitor to see your family once I scrounge up the money, the last one was rather expensive. It seems the lithmorran populace are not too upfront about bribes and it makes getting money a bit harder than I expected.
LORD Yves mal Renarde, Justicar.
Baron of Vitrius