Scrawled roughly and barely legible on a scrap of paper, as if the author is using a hand he or she does not normally write with.
Street urchins and scallawags, rascals and vagabonds: we invite you all to a contest of skill and virtue among rogues. Deft fingers, keen eyes, skullduggery and perhaps a little luck will be the order of the day, and safety is not assured. Although we do set the entrance fee to fifty gold pieces, the prize will make a rich man (or woman) out of a pauper. Consider it a veritable gamble. If this appeals to you, we gather in the sewers just under Lower in a few days time. Best of luck!
// Saturday March 4th, 6 PM EST (GMT -5)
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