A courier pigeon came flying to the mailbox of James Craven on the island of Karamja. It was quite pudgy looking, indicating it was being overfed by its owner. It had a vest on with a little container on the back of it. Inside of it would be a small and compact written letter, address to
James Craven.
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To the Lord James Craven of Karamja,
Lord James Craven. The rumors say, that you go by a creed of everything having a price. That you hold the seas of Gielinor hostage with your mightly fleets. That your competitors in the market fear your cunning business insights. I am the countess of Draynor, Daisy Lavelle and I wish to test this creed of yours by driving a hard bargain for Mos Le’Harmless. If you agree to a meeting, send back the note and I will arrive at your island the next day, not empty handed, of course.
I hope to hear from you soon,
Daisy Lavelle, Countess of Draynor
