Mayna.
I heard today that you are back, congratulations on that. Apparently I was not thorough enough in beheading you, feeding your torso and limbs to beetles, and your head to goblins.
I write you this letter though, not to threaten you, at least not yet. Your slate with me is now clean. Keeping it that way, is up to you.
Today, your love - the peck; Tarnis took it upon himself to approach me, declare his love for you, and begin some words of threat.
Here is my final word on this matter.
If yourself, Tarnis, Coronado, Garfield or Nermal, or anyone else in your little circle of friends is even so much as heard to utter my name ever again, by me or one of my agents. You all die. I will feed you all to the worst horror the Underdark can offer. In doing so, I will end the nuisance of this situation for all time.
Talk to them, convince them of the sense offerred in this letter, and if you, and they agree, scribe a red "X" upon the door of the Rock Bottom.
Remember well what I have said here. It is my written oath that it will be done if an "X" does not soon adorn the door of the Inn.
The note is unsigned.