*A traveler's coming.*

[Po Will]

Parchment is handed out to everyone traveling towards a small island. Some whisper back and forth, others just through the parchment over abroad. Whilst others, others hold onto them, handing them off to harbor workers, who then spread them up and down the island.

Good people of Gobaith! I Cinneach, respected lawyer and statesman, have heard of your new government, and it has set my heart racing. Not since the days of studying in Salkamar, have I found such excitement. Firstly although, I will state my purpose. I've become well trained in law, philosophy, and work of the mouth and mind. Now, obviously your fair islands history speaks for itself. I'm afraid to say, your island has the habit of... How should one put it kindly, yet bluntly? Ahh yes, your island has the habit of falling into a pit, almost taking the whole of Illarion with it. If it wasn't for your brave deeds, ~and the Gods blessing~ I fear we'd all have met a sticker fate than the Bone Lord himself.

Now, I shall arrive on your island to offer what I can, obviously, my ability to work law and ideas will be great use, considering I've heard you have more crimes committed than Albarian has scum, but that story is for yet another parchment. To put it simply, I'm willing to defend anyone, who can testify to myself that they are innocent, in any case. Of course, my work will receive coin, but wouldn't one innocent rather pay than be sent away in disgrace?

I assure you, my work is worth your weight in gold.

In good honor,
~Cinneach~