*Everything is written in a somewhat crazed scrawl.*
Mr. Doors, Now that you have been regretfully forced from your inn, you may be in need of a job. I am in need of a bartender, and, since you are respected by myself, you can work for me and continue to collect ten percent of the Inn's profit, just like we agreed before. Just because we are in the middle of a crisis that will likely end our lives, does not mean we can't make a profit while we are at it!
Hoping to hear from you soon. - Izzy, Manager of the Cloak N' Coin Inn