A lone elf walks up to the wall in light elf armor and a buldging bag of apple tree sprouts and apples. He shifts a few buckets from one arm to the other to get out a quil to write on the wall. He is smiling.
I ask any and all priests, followers, and believers of the five to please send me a dove. I need some help.
Jerick Aetastar
The elf walks off in a hurry with his buckets and bag.
Even though my former master was a relentless follower of Moshran, he did deepen himself into the lore and knowledge of the Five, and his scriptures holds a wisdom that none other have.
