This letter is instructed to be sent to the inn's manager.

Friend,

It looks like Upper's going to come down in force. I'd like to offer the services of my mercenaries in protecting your bar.

We ran with Danielson for a while, and my men are top notch. Most are dead to Watchers and Spelltyrants, but I can offer four or five men to your stock. I take my letters at the Pisser, for now.

Aurin Guerini

A sloppy, grease-stained letter reaches Guerini.

Speak to the Claires, Mister Guerini. If they like what they see, I think we can work something out.

Cosimo M.