A disheveled note, splattered with sewer water and smelling faintly of rat finds its way to Westmore.

I'd like to speak with you soon, regarding Black Horn.

One-eyed Marcov, Ubel's Visionary SEWER TOWN

Certainly, Mister Marcov. I will be around tonight and some tomorrow, but I am making preparations for a solitary vigil soon, so please contact me sooner rather than later.

I hope to see you soon.

Lucius

((going out of town tomorrow, so find me sooner rather than later!))