Good sir,

maybe 'Wes' has already spoken to you about my concern. But just to make things clear I herewith repeat my application for the current 'job item'. By working for the Beacon I can return the many favours your enterprise has granted me in the past few weeks - shelter and free meals are a gift everyone should get who is in need of them. You have my full spiritual support and should you so wish even more. I would be glad to tend to your fosterlings by cooking and nursing. You can leave me a letter at the Crone.

Helwarth Isenlarv

Isenlarv,

It's heartwarming to read such letters from concerned Lower Citizens. You are of course welcome to stay here and do your charity work.

W

Today I found a halberd beneath the bed of one of our forsterlings. I had to read him the riot act... again. From time to time it can be frustrating to repeatedly teach one street urchin that there's more to his life than stealing from his neighbours or tyrannizing his room mates. I wonder how he managed to get this polearm in?

I had not thought this work would have so much requirements to be fulfilled. Anyways, things are turning out well. It is very satisfying to hear a coin drop into the donation bowl when a person leaves the institution after we have taken good care of her.

Well, I hope to meet you in person one time. But I understand you are a very busy one, Mr. Winston. But when that time comes I would like to ask you for something - a key to the backrooms. Where shall I put the halberd if not there? It must be kept somewhere safe until someone comes and asks for it... or you decide about it's final destiny.

Respectfully H.I.