Grim Views

**A large leaf flutters into the guild hall. It is covered in ornate calligraphy, and as you move a hand towards the leaf the writing begins to glow a pleasant color of blue.**

Greetings. My name is Fhurruk. I have been assisting the Death Knight, Ishiner, over the past several weeks.

I request an audience with one of your leaders, so that I may further assist Ishiner and The Grim.

-Fhurruk

Kiannis stops at notice board as he skulks the shadows of the arching hallways, and something catches his eye. A gauntlet is darted out to snatch the leaf from the air, the blue glow illuminating the elf's features in the torchlight as he reads the lilting letters. He shoves two fingers into his maw and lets forth a short, shrill whistle- followed shortly by a pair of mastiffs arriving at his heels. He holds the leaf down for the mutts to schortle and snuff the thing, and he is off!