Sheriff Azzam,

Concerning our discussion, I will need at least a few days to provide you with your request. As you are aware, with the dissolution of the Knights Confederate and the envelopment of its retainers into Lord Archibald's service, some time will be needed to get an accurate count. As Sheriff, I am certain you understand what it is like to be buried in paperwork, please be patient for the time being.

I've attached a bill for the healing dispensed upon our last meeting which includes compensation for the numerous mental damages I've suffered since. This is also a joke. You said you did not like my tone, so I figured I'd try some humor. Forgive me if it does not come across on paper. In all seriousness though, I know I have not earned the same respect as my Lord has, but I've earned enough of his to be able to appear before you as his voice and will. Very little of what I say or do in your presence has anything to do with me personally, other then in its delivery. So please, let us try to get along from this point onward. For my part, I'll do my best not to grate on your nerves and to show you the honor that you've earned.

With the utmost respect, -Ambassador Rook