Rusk,

What are you planning that you need a bodyguard for? I can help, maybe. You can find safety in the Mycopolis if you respect the way life is to to be lived, and your goals do not cross us.

We may have many services to offer.

For your trouble, lunch is included.

ROSHNAK

A sack containing a partially eaten kobold is delivered with the letter.

A second note is sent on dried animal hide. Your silence in the face of my offer does not bode well. It suggests you will have little respect for us if you sit on the Council.

Beware the beasts of the Mycopolis.

Roshnak,

Understand that any business we may entertain together becomes unlikely in the extreme should you threaten me again. I respond to threats very proactively.

If you have a mind to look past trivialities, such as me not answering you for two days, then I suggest we meet. My agenda does not conflict with yours nor any of those from Mycopolis; indeed, I envisage much mutual profit were we to work together on certain things.

I will leave it to you to find me, hunter.

- Rusk

Rusk,

You strike me as a man who cares only for profit, with little regard to the wonders that the Mycopolis holds. A man who cares only what he can squeeze from the rock and stone has no place here.

You're in no place to give me orders, or to suggest anything about what I do.

You are unwelcome among the beasts of the Mycopolis.

Find you I shall.

ROSHNAK

The letter is received