A letter to the Garrison [Atreya]

[Don Nadie]

[A letter arrives at the garrison. Its whimsical tone hiding, perhaps, much darker content]

Atreya,

Apparently some friends of those we captured left a small undead army and a note outside the Gate of Sands. I got the note, I'll show you when we are both arround. It's nothing particularly fascinating (a brief little scribble, with naught an interesting metaphor, which mostly just promises revenge), but I suppose we are dealing with necromancers, not writers.

Considering what this means, let's keep our eyes open, yes? I'm way too pretty for a lifestyle of undead servitude.

Yours in Honorable and Honorary Service to Our Most Sublime Monarchs Fourthest Legion,

Alejandro

PS: On the other matter we discussed, I followed your advice, and it is written and dated.