Location: A forest, somewhere.
Time: Evening
The tree Xul was sitting next to cast a long shadow as the sun started to touch the horizon lightly. He grabbed an apple and bit into, it was rather juicy. He also looked at the communication device next to him and thought about his recent conversation with Queen Verus. *Most interesting*. He picked up a piece of paper, some ink and a feather and started writing.
"
Lirian, Will of the Shards,
While we have not met, I have heard great words about your skills as an artisan. I am sure those words are not unearned. This is the reason I am writing to you. I am requesting that you make me two blades, with your finest material and hardest work. You will be rewarded and paid back. One blade should be for a strong human warrior, myself, while the other one should be for an adolescence. Please make sure it is a forgiving and an easy sword to use, as the wielder of it will be inexperienced.
Secondly, I request that you travel to Prifddinas and check with the Elders. I will meet you there. There are someone among them that can not be trusted - but based from what I know about your tribe, you are not one of them.
Stay safe and we will meet soon in Prifddinas.
Signed,
Xul of Daemonheim. Guardian of the Kingdom.
"
Ok good luck
12-Mar-2018 02:36:02