I want to run something by you. Find me around.

- Ordinant Shea.

[The letter is resent.]

Ordinant,

Ye'll need ta meet me at them Tor, I can currently nay make me way from it.

*signed*

Dain the younger of the Mithrilplated, Son of Dorn, Blood of Godrimm, Hammer of the Mother, Champion and Thane of Clan Stoutheart.

[A quickly penned note and a map is dropped off in Barak-Tor.]

Here's the map I promised you. The red lines represent blockades, and numbers 1, 2, and 8 are paths that would need to be cleared. They're numbered by priority.

- Ordinant Shea.