A simple note, neatly folded and sealed, is left in the Hall of the Seekers for Calaudra by a helmed man in non-descript clothing.
Seeker,Word has reached me that there was an attempt on your life. As it stands, from what I have learned in my service so far, the one responsible for the attempted deed was known not to act on his own accord. It is very likely that it will happen again, should the ones who want you dead still see reason for it to happen.
I understand that you'd be weary of meeting my ilk. But if we are to possibly work together, I'd suggest we got started. If you are willing to tell me what exactly is going on and how can I help, why it happened, I will meet you. Name a place and time, Seeker, and I'll come alone. Leave it in the Crone.
I do believe you will say no. But I still hope.
The Ghost of the Poet