*The following finds itself littered about the wooded areas of Caraigh, held to trees and posts by sap.*
Lilith,
As you are known to traverse this place once more, I hereby summon you that we may speak on peaceful terms. The location of our discourse is non negotiable and will be the exterior of the South Gate of Wiltun. The time of our speaking will be dependent upon your reply to this message. Any replies may be sent by courier to the Barracks of Wiltun.

~Qeelak "Quick" \ | / ,
Master of the Hunt of House Avadon of Wiltun

//Feel free to PM me a response with a time that is best for you!

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Qeelak \ | / ,

*a woman in black armor with red trim passing through Dormenwood spots one of letters. A dainty hand reaches out and snatches one from the trees and reads over it*

Lilith? Hmm... *a cackle can be heard from the departing figure*

*one cold foggy morning near Finnag's Pass a bony finger traces along the words as she reads the note* I was wondering when my presence would be requested...*Lilith would the. Head towards the docks and leave a note addressed to Qeelak*

"As per your request, I will present myself at your southern gate whenever you alert me to your readiness. "

Lilith V. Marfedelom

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