*the penmanship is terrible*

So, what did you learn from that slave we freed, who turned out to be working for the slavers we I slew?

Leave word at the Stand

*scribbled* corrine

[a short note is sent in reply to the Last Stand, addressed to Corrine and stamped with the seal of the Sanctuary Watch]

Gil Smith Corrine,

Danger is dead. He fell in the line of duty earlier this dark, along with two other good men of the watch. I won't say more here, seek me or another watchman out if you want to talk more. I'd certainly like to know more about these slavers.

-Private Gil Smith

*scribbled back*

yeah, i'll find ya, watcher.

talked to a seeker, I know the fate o' the man. Fill ya in when I see ya.

corrine