*A sealed letter left at the trade hall*
Dunstan,
I've decided to slip away and see more of the desert, there's not a lot keeping me here right now. With the Magus gone, his influence over me is but a distant memory now, so I intend to explore this new existence.
I might come back to check that you haven't murdered anyone that annoyed you and been fed to the Lions.
Hall is yours. You were always better at this stuff then me. Good luck.
- Enmur