"Well, let's see... I remember talking to someone through the Brisia Note, and then a tornado came up and destroyed almost all of southwestern Varrock, so I had to come down here to wait it out. Then, when it was over, I found you impaled on a spear that was lodged in the ground. Yeah, I know, you're wondering how you could possibly live after that nasty hole in your leg and the spear through your gut, or even why I decided to let you live. Well, let's just say I have my ways and my own agenda to follow... and so I took you down here to recover. That about cover it? Oh, by the way, the Brisia Note is a magical note that allows me to write on it from anywhere with this." The voice had a touch of gentleness in it, but it was mostly emotionless.
The strange hooded figure pulled out a glowing feather pen, that had a green flame at the end instead of a black-tipped point. The feather itself was green on one side and red on the other, and the entire thing looked like something out of space.
"Uhh, I think I got most of that. I had that Brisia Note, but I think I lost it. So you were the person I was talking to that whole time?"
The hooded figure turned around, his black cape making a neat whishing sound as it whirled.
"Aye, that would be true. And the deal is, the Brisia Note is never lost or destroyed. It's a magical note, you know."
"Then why was it taped to the back of the bulletin board that was posted at the back of the general store?" Sonia found speaking a little easier now, and she could move with less pain.
"Oh, so that's where it ended up! Yeah, the Brisia Note has a mind of its own. When it's lost, it goes wherever it feels it should. But enough about that silly note... you need to get up and move around. You have business to attend to very soon and you can't miss it."
"What business?" Sonia could speak very well now, and she could sit up straight without it hurting.
The hooded man turned his head towards the exit.
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