Ole timer,

I've done what I said I would do. Now it is completely up to you, do not fail the people of Lower Sanctuary. Show them that you are a man of both wisdom and strength, and one that cares deeply for them.

Forgo the hunt, your friend Melchiah delivered four of the largest rothe slabs I have ever seen. They now slowly cook over the fire in back of the Beacon. I hope your woman friend, the caretaker of the Beacon, does not mind, but I have taken the liberty of a roll next to the meat. Only to see that it does not over cook, and is turned regularly.

This is only a suggestion, but you may wish to secure drink for the celebration. Perhaps you should talk to Cyrus at the earliest convience.

Come prepared, and be sure to speak with everyone that attends. Good luck to you ole timer.

-Castle

P.S. The town cryer was fifty coins....