A neatly folded crisp piece of parchment sealed by a wax sigil in the shape of a swan is delivered through a paid courier to the watch house. In a calligraphic stroke, "Private Greyward" festoons the exterior of the letter. Upon breaking the seal and unfolding the parchment, an aroma of sweetly scented perfumes delights the senses. An elegant stroke then immediately catches the eye and reads:
Honorable Private Greyward,
I have had some thoughts about ways in which the Civil Defense League may be improved. I would like to discuss them with you if you could kindly find time to meet with me. I am currently residing at the Rock Bottom Tavern, until more appropriate accommodation's can be arranged. Please seek me out at your leisure.
Signed, High Lady of the Three Lakes Serade Sy'Din, Order of Rego Mentem, Child of the Sun