*in dwarven, hence the lack o' dwarven accent*

Kinsman Kalin,

I was in town yesterday with a couple other kinfolk and came across a man who introduced himself as Ivandur. He says he wishes to speak to you about your exile. I told him I would pass the message along.

Moradin keep you,

Dorin

*Kalin receives the letter and reads it over a nice ale and pipe smoke*