A letter was delivered to a certain place, scented with two drops of Dragon's Bile.
QuotePure-Blooded One,
This wretch seeks your wisdom on a matter of the Ninth Spoke, so feared by the Ashfolk. I beseech you to share knowledge of an old rite known to the serpentfolk, knowledge incomplete to a thinblood such as I.
This and a favor I would ask.
In return I offer a favor of my own, befitting of a being of your ambition. Name your desire, and I shall see it done.
I shall seek you at your dwelling upon invitation, should this letter intrigue you.
~ A Bastard Son of Zehir