Lady V. Blackhaw,

I am May Silas, Priestess of Sehanine Moonbow, and a member of the House of Light. I was Jozan's wife, and wish to continue his blessed work. I can be found at the pissing crone at the moment.

May The Beacon light us, in this dark place.

May Silas

Midsummer, 151

Freeman Silas:

Thank you for your encouraging letter.

I'm called Keeper or Blackhaw or Bern, but not Lady. I'm from Lower.

The Beacon is open. Kindly read the Charter posted next to the front door of the Beacon. That is the guideline from which we work.

I don't see why there is much need to meet for further discussion. The Beacon is open and already operating. Please. Come. Bring friends. We are desperately undermanned.

At the absolute minimum, the Beacon is a functioning shelter. It must at least do this.

You'll find the blankets and food where I did -- the cupboard in the dormitory. There are some healing supplies in the cupboard also -- those staying at the Beacon have been tending their own wounds, but I think they could use some help and encouragement.

We are running very low on rothe meat. All of Lower is, in fact, in the middle of a prolonged food shortage. Please speak with Hans at the Upper Gate: bring him fresh rothe and he will pay you for your efforts and butcher it. Let me know how many rothe your hunt yields. I'll contact Hans regarding our supplies.

I will make a point of speaking to you at the Beacon when time permits.

May your work be blessed.

Good dark,

- Blackhaw c/o Room 3, Pissing Crone Inn