[Some beggar child is paid 50 coins to run this letter down to Reduskan by a heavily and darkly garbed woman.]
Reduskan,
We have not had the pleasure of meeting, but I believe I may hold some items that interest you. I am certain you have heard of what has happened to the Red Skulls, and would like to get your hands on a set of their armor and one of their skull helms.
You are in luck.
However, it is not coin that I seek but an even trade. In exchange for these things I am seeking an amulet of sorts. It assists one in cloaking their true natures from the piercing gazes of insipid and loathsome holy warriors.
This is an even trade for a peice of history. Ensure that word makes it to one of the inns here in the city, and we will do the exchange.
~Kashia