[The letter is written in a beautiful flowing script in Blue ink and is definitivly feminine]

To Agent Strife,

I i made my interest in joining the spellguard known to you at the same time that i applied for a spellcasters licence. This also co-insided with master Vastin's application to join the ranks of the spellguard if my memory serves me correct. To the brunt of the letter as i am sure you have other more pressing issues.

I am still looking to join the ranks of the spellguard to help alleviate the strain in keeping sanctuary safe from those without and the many foolish that unwittingly endanger sanctuary by potentially attracting foes to sanctuary due to the use of magic in areas unprotected. so at the short end this is my intrest to join the spellguard in writing.

I eagerly await your reply which can be sent care of Spencer owner of the Rock Bottom Inn or alternativly should you see me than i am more than willing to talk about it then.

Sincerly, Dorin Balaedor [its signed "Dorin Balaedor" using excessive loops curls and sweeps and is sealed with the Balaedor family crest in blue wax]

*the letter is resent looking remarkably identical to the previous letter*

Miss Balaedor,

Please find the time to return to the Spellguard Tower, and this time, stand where you should and do not sit where you shouldn't.

- Agent Strife

[The letter is received and read. following a chuckle the letter is folded carefully and sliped into one of the many pockets in Dorin's robes then she gathers some of her equipment she deems mossibly nessassary then leaves the rockbottom for the spellguard tower humming along to the now becoming familiar part of the song flowing through her head... the part that is able to help protect her from evil]