To Scribe Kiran al-Arith

[Zambition]

To the esteemed Scribe, Kiran al-Arith!

I yet owe you a favor, but perhaps we shall make it two?

You may be approached in the coming days to ascertain some information and present yourself as a witness to the signing of a document regarding the approval of the Absolvers by Legates Achaeus Saenus and Alexandria Sayburgh.

If you would do the honor of confirming the truth, that this meeting and signage took place on Iyar the 17th, and that you witnessed its signing, I will ensure you are well rewarded. But if a reward has still not come to mind and you seek not monetary compensation, then I shall repeat; make it two favors.

Thank you, and may the Scales of Justice be set.

Regards,

Prelate Edmund Lothere

P.S We shall discuss this wealth distribution survey in the coming days, alas, I have been quite busy. The task is simple, however. I wish to know the estimate of wealth across the city's most affluent Boardworkers. Ask what questions you may and gather some useful information.

If you choose to admit this letter instead of what I've asked you, I understand completely. Tonight, though I am not a betting man, is a night of gambles. For I would prefer not to entertain their proposition that I conspire against a woman I have grown to love, even as it has turned my stomach at times. And I shall let love, in these days gone, be my charge, rather than what I think is right, for I do not think those in turn who conspire are right, only that they wish to be right, and ignore the good it does for our society, and that they in turn, are no more than snakes, pretending to perform their duties.

[Ephel]

Prelate Edmund Lothere,

What a fascinating gambit. I'll hear it in person.

~Scribe Kiran al'Arith

P.S.

If your love for me is as enduring as you claim it is, I will expect you to put your money where your mouth is, literally.

Have a marriage contract ready and reviewed by a legal advocate. Have a fat sagging sack of dinar ready for my dowry. And if this is some clever needless little ploy to play with my heart, I swear upon Urazzir that my wrath will have no end.

[Zambition]

Kiran,

My apologies for the confusion, but I had meant in my words a love for Alexandria.

With all due respect, I barely know you.

We will speak soon.

Regards,

Edmund

[Ephel]

// The above documents have been provided to The Fourth Legion.