*In flowing handwriting*

I may be able to help you. Ask for Shandri in the Crone or the Rock Bottom. Black hair, sunless skin.

*looks at the letter shocked and overjoyed, she quickly grabs the quill she keeps in a pouch and starts wrighting a reply*

Dear Shandri, This will require some tolerence to evil and you might have to go against enchantments. Are you still sure you want to help?

[im on at 12:30 GTM]

//sry, Ewan is permadead now.