A letter written on a sloppy piece of parchment, with not very refined writing.

To Luckbringer C. Truesilver,

I am most interested in the fortitious oppertunity of subscribing myself into a mercenary company. Allow me to introduce myself:

I am Wardyk, oft called the Wordcrest, a recent arrival to Sanctuary. A former slave myself, I escaped my captives through cunning and expertise, and braved the dangers of the Underdark only to find myself now in this settlement. Resourceful as I was, I quickly established myself a trade as warrior, but find myself oft lacking in experienced individuals, like myself.

I would therefore like to arrange a meeting with you, in which details can be discussed. I may be contacted at the Pissing Crone Inn.

With regards, the Wordcrest.

[Delicate, feminine strokes frequent the elaborately written letter]

Mister Wordcrest,

I'm pleased (and rather excited) to have caught the attention of an individual such as yourself. Keep your mind tuned for a sending- and let our meeting commence.

Most respectively, Candace Truesilver