*To the Seekers* is written at the front and on the back of the letter and once again on the inside of the covering*

I'm one of the ones that blond little number you've gone and suited up tried to kill, for little reason I must add. I can't say I approve of the situation but I am ever willing to forgive.

Seeing as she was returned to your hall a little battered though intact I quite think she owes me a favour in information or body. I'd prefer the first though the second will suffice. A debt is owed.

I wish to know if your organization knows anything about random portals in and around sanctuary and the underdark in general. Seeing as my brother and I were cast down by such a cruel conjuration we are ever praising Shaundakul to lead us back, hope is survival.

Obviously you and your associates have not had success in finding -The- portal we seek, but you have surely some interesting information on things that could relate.

Leave note to L.S. at the crone with the facts or a time to see the blond in something colourful, slim and revealing.

*recievced*

**A crisp and clean letter is delivered to the Crone. It is sealed in a heavy wax, of a deep red hue. The letter itself is scented with a womans perfume. When opened, the words are revealed to be scribed in a professional and elegant flourish.**

The Letter L.S.

I'm the little blond number you've gone beat up, for little reason I must add. I can't say I approve of the situation but I am ever willing to forgive.

You wish facts? Then you shall have them. I owe you nothing, at all. Never once, was I told by the Harbingers who they were attacking and why. Never once, have I drawn a weapon or aimed a blow towards any of your fellows. If you seek repayment for the attacks that fell on these streets, then your demands do you little in your repayment of them.

You wish a time? Then you shall have it. Until the six-hundred gold stolen from me in that encounter is returned, and the last of those bruises fades from my skin, I have no intention of speaking with you. Until then.

~The Blond.

LS,

We most certainly owe you a debt, in bodies. Expect your payment to arrive soon.

Yours sincerely,

- Seeker Vashan

Dear Lenden,

Since you've been so kind, I'll gladly give you both of what you requested.

Information: Now is the best season to start packing and looking for portals because you're going to be taking one to the farthest corner in Toril within the coming days.

Body: There will be a body decorating the streets of lower if the prophecy will not, for some reason, become true. OR (A bonus since you have been so kind)

The blond gets her money back.

Yours truly, Seeker Rindlegaun

Intimidation failed. If my life is truly threatened consider yours the same.

Sometimes I wonder why I do bother.

L.S.

Lenden,

Our first meeting was less than spectacular, now I see my opinion was justified.

We look after our own. Remember that, and walk away.

Seeker Goddard