I am concerned with regards to the actions that have taken place to the east, the threat to our house and Lord Mertoi's. I dearly desire to speak to you about what we might do to ensure that the lands to the east are protected and nurtured.
Call for me or have any of the retainers tell me what you would have me do in the House's name.
Dreams...misty dreams, of a black dragon standing before a moon well, eyes glistening with greed.
An old half orc, surrounded by a pack of wolves, baying for blood.
An ancient whale, swimming in the depths above a temple beneath the waves...
Dearest Fang Shui, at the world serpent
I've run in to vampires on various jobs in the city, which leads me to believe there is in fact a nest in the region. I believe Mildred Hatchet of the Arabel Militia is looking into this as two Retainers of House Silverhorn have been found murdered. Unforuntately that is the extend of my knowledge. If you'd like some recommended reading, please visit the city library;
several books exist on the topic:
Bresk Family History https://nodebb.cityofarabel.com/topic/185/book-compiled-history-of-house-bresk-by-bromsay
History of the Bresks https://nodebb.cityofarabel.com/topic/179/book-history-of-the-nobles-of-cormyr-vol-xxvii-the-bresks
They are also rumored to be wounded by silver, garlic, stakes, sunlight, and holy water.
I've confirmed, that the destruction of their coffins are necessary to banish them from an area.
-Arfas Klennemen, Scholar of Entropy
Greetings Fang Shui,
We met briefly last night. The militia is always interested in the assistance of good minded citizens in the pursuits of the undead menance of vampires. I will seek you out.
Sergeant Mildred Hatchet
Good evening Fabriewienwien,
Your application is received, though I do believe as a Paladin of Ilmater his remains belong to the Church first, then his family, and lastly his friends.
We've taken our time to check of a will, or letter of intent, none of which has been found.
If you would prefer to schedule a time before the remains are returned to the Broken God representatives in this city, you may stop by at any between the hours of 1000 - 1400, these are our supervised vising hours.
-Arfas, House of Death representative.
Sir or madam,
Retainer Haydrick has disappeared and is presumed dead. Some arrangement might be made for the disposition of his belongings, such as were not returned to his family.
I shall see whether the sword you request was among those things and perhaps we can see if granting you the option to purchase it would be in the auspices of Waukeen. Do call in the evening hours, when it is convenient.
Steward Yi, House Ebonhawk
[Mildred stares in complete shock at the chocolates, flowers, and perfume left on her desk. Glares at a snickering private. Flustered, she quickly confiscates the stash of presents and takes them to her barracks and ignored them for most of the day. Later she may have dipped into the chocolates... which ended in eating the entire box with wrappers flying. She doused herself with too much of the common perfume, stuck one flower in her reddish hair, but frowned sadly when examining herself in the reflection glass. Her orc features and chocolate covered tusks contrasting sharply against the delicate flower. She thinks of her beautiful mother and wishes she had more human features. " Fancy things are not for orcs, " she sighs and crawls into her bunk. She tries to sleep, tosses and turns... huffs and snorts, and finally gets up and pens a letter.]
Greetings Sir Prize ,
Please do not feel bad about the incident in the woods, for it was a confusing night of mind spells best forgotten. While I appreciate your gifts, they were not necessary. If you would like to meet to discuss vampires and the safety of Arabel, of course I am agreeable. But you should understand my dedication is to the militia and protecting the citizens of this fair city. I can only offer you friendship and alliance. You should spend your dinner with a fair maiden worthy of such attention.
Sergeant Mildred Hatchet
While we are working on this issue, I write you to warn that there is a mad man in the hullack seeking to drink unicorn blood. If any of you find any information on this 'MR. Hungry', please let me know so that I can put him to the sword!
Come to the sewer bar, wear a red helm, someone will show you the gold so that you are certain it is a serious offer. They will be permitted to discuss the possibility of an advance on the contract if you can convince them of your ability.