A Strip of Vellum
Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2020 3:57 pm
A young Zandalari raptor, barely so high as your ankles, sprinted past you while you were out on a mundane task - a mottled gray thing wearing a miniature, carved stone mask. Clutched amidst the bramble of its jutting fangs was a tightly wound roll of, judging by its frayed appearance, recycled vellum - bound with a red string. Without missing a beat, the raptor had dropped it at your feet just as it passed.
It read -
It read -
"Ya seem like ya know how to keep a good set of knives housed and fed. I got a good pair to offer ya should ya need. Da fella they come with to ain't too bad either - hek hek hek.
I not like to waste vellum. Write ya reply and ya terms on de back of this, and leave it on de ground. Me boy will be back for it.
P.S Maybe leave him a scrap a meat if he done a good job, ya? Positive enforcement be de best way to be trainin dese things."