A carefully sealed paper, marked explicitly for "Croc", on what almost feels like dried hide, is scribbled on with what can be best assumed is dried blood

Croc,

The Orcblood in your service with the Greatsword seems to have qualms with a former beast-lord follower, who allegedly slew lowerman, and despite his death, claims the pack of Malar are targets until "Amendments" are given to the Nancies.

16 hours are alloted to you to rectify this issue, Else a Blood Hunt shall be called, and his and any nancy who stops us from obtaining him shall find the Lower River a darker hue of red, When -the- Pard is released with his scent.

- Hunstmaster

A reply is left whereever the letter is picked up.

Come see me at the Hall, I don't know what this is about.

- Crocodile

Another letter, in similar fashion, this time with two seals is dropped off The Orcblood has already approached me concerning my first letter. Is this the agreement you wish for?

-Hunstmaster

An angry Crocodile manages to pen another reply.

I've made no agreements, the halfman can't speak for nothing but himself. Come see me, we've things to discuss.

- Crocodile