Sep had taken his time writing the note, but his sloppy handwriting was nothing to be admired, nor the folding that looked more like the parchment was abused than carefully made into a make-shift envelope.
Da Grim,
I wish ta lend ya me blade once a'gin,
If ya give me da ple'sure o' wearin' yer colors,
I will no fail.
Me first gift to you...
Faithfully yers
Sepirion
The envelope would be found tucked into the breast pocket of a dead human guard left just outside the entrance to the Grim's stronghold... his blue tabard adorned with a gold lion.
A poorly folded piece of parchment
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