Dear Miss Dravere, I write in hopes of welcoming you to our fair sanctuary, for I admit this of all cities is in dire need of your council. Though, perhaps not in the capacity you expected. I would humbly suggest that if you wish to be successful, you begin tending to those touched by madness. Perhaps it is the stress of the direness of the situation; I would not know, I find this whole bit about desperate survival invigorating. Perhaps it is the eternal darkness; not all of us sneak around all day dressed in black on black. If after announcing your trade you still lack clients, I will easily be able to point you in the direction of a few people who are touched by Selune, in one way or another.

Once again, I, a humble foriegner, welcome you to our fair Sanctuary as I once was.

Yours sincerely, Karlston Brass