The note is scribed in an Archaic fashion, thin trails of ink are the make up of each word, slightly slanted, the mark of the an experienced scribe

Greetings Candidates for the Future Council of Sanctuary. I am Yarant Lyrantical, and I trust that this letter will be taken under consideration upon election of your respective person.

I seek to become the Care Taker of the Mausoleum in Sanctuary. To Long have our dead sat untended, left to rot, or burned without ceremony. There memories forgotten, achievements slanted in the memory of the people, if even that. To long since the day of Theon Arnen, has our dead been remembered with proper ceremony.

While in the position of Care Taker are shall tend to the dead, and see to it that they are given proper care. I shall work hard to strive for donations of charity given the mausoleum so that it does not become a burden upon city assets and funds that can go to the Watch and spellguard to prevent further dead coming to me, should I be awarded the position. I am not a rich man, I am newly arrived in fact this day, however, I see that the mausoleum is in a state of disrepair and as a jergalite, I cannot leave matters as they are. It is my duty, to care, and protect the dead from defilement, and desecration.

Furthermore, I shall make attempts to discover the source of the undead within this city. Make strides in the relatively uncharted and vast machine to know why the undead form, and come to be in this town, and makes steps to terminate it. The undead are abberant in the Eyes of the Holy Jergal, and have troubled this town for to long.

The situation of corpses littering the city of Sanctuary shall be ended. Volunteers, will be called forth to remove the corpses littering the streets of the now Ruined New Dunwarren, so that they may be burned and put to rest with the aid of the cleansing fires of Kossuth. I have plans to do so for Lower Sanctuary as well, if I can do so safely and without threat of chosen.

An order of like minded warriors dedicated to the destruction of the undead shall be formed, the Guardians of Death, I think, would make a fine name for them. We will seek out those who wish to disturb the holy rest of the dead, and destroy them once and for all.

Death comes for all, an even then, only at it's appointed hour. I shall seek to create order, in the relative chaos of life, so that those who enter the realm of death, would be more accustomed to the fixedness of state they will achieve.

Yarant Lyrantical, Dirge Singer of the Forgotten One.

Esteemed Yarant Lyrantical,

I spoke with you earlier in the Last Stand. Between our meeting and the ideas you have put forth in this letter, I can say in all honesty that I would have no qualms entrusting the Mausoleum to your care. That you intend to conduct the Mausolaum's affairs without placing an additional burden upon the city's coffers makes me all the more likely to support you as Caretaker.

Cordially, Elina Adair