A brief missive for Ser Hyram [DM]

[Don Nadie]

[A little missive is left on the desk of ser Hyram, along with a package of some spicy tea leaves.]

Esteemed Ser Hyram,

I reach out not only personally, but for the sake of the Priory. We have interacted, in some of our travels, with strange Mists with most peculiar properties. I am aware of some Mists mentioned in ancient texts, but also have the vague notion of Mists being somehow connected to the King of old.

I wondered if you or our Archives could shed any light into tales of Mists in the Old City, as well as their possible relation with any "Shame".

Yours,

Alejandro

PD: I am assured that tea, with honey, should help with your cough.