*with Lilith being left handed the ink is smeared*

Many of you I see often, some not enough. Should you come across this note please spread rumor that I am seeking to speak with all of my old friends. Easily enough to find me within Tarkuul for now.

Lilith V. Marfedelom

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Yes, it is a tattoo...Did it hurt? Nah, felt like chicken.

*The brittle, stained fingers of a pale hand reach down to retrieve the letter. The paper immediately gaining a smudge of grime near its edges as the woman reading it brings it to her face for better view. She sniffs it after reading the note and promptly heads into the Temple of Velsharoon towards a room within the darker confines of the first floor, she knocks once to no avail of reply, then tucks the letter under the door denoted as the High Priests office.*, *The woman coughs heavily before taking leave*.

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What Captain Aly'isgar might think of the note is hidden behind her usual serious look and that wild hair. All she does is straighten the note she comes across as one does with a slightly askew painting.

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Ari'aerath Dlues'athsha ~ Silver Singer with the Bow of the Sun
Clarette Feohn ~ Magic is Art.
Victoria Marrs ~ "I have an herb for that."

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