*Thelonious hands this letter to Winston while serving 20 bowls of tiger soup to the hungry beggars in the Beacon ((DM-watched))*

Blessed Keeper of the Beacon,

The Red Skull Temple works towards the same goals as you: to help all who suffer here in the darkness of Hell. The holy red light of Saint Bresley which fills our Temple and protects us from corruption is also available to you. Our most delicious soups comfort and nourish the souls both in your building and scattered throughout Lower.

Please remember our kindness in all your activities, and let all who come know that should they tire of this existence and desire to escape, the Red Skull Temple can show them the Way.

Please meet with a member to learn more.

*Thelonious checks in at the Beacon for any response*

I see Milmamir is too busy to answer the mail, so I shall.

Each man is free to choose what he becomes. I will not act as a sock puppet to implore them to join your ranks, nor will I act to dissuade them.

The donations are, as always, much appreciated by your fellows.

W