Post by Elena Fairchild on Nov 16, 2015 16:24:49 GMT -8
December 27th, 12:13 pm
Elena tucked a tightly folded piece under a tip of six sickles, three Knuts, a signal. She smiled brightly before heading out of Kraken's Ink. Her foot now sported a new falling star tattoo.
Elena tucked a tightly folded piece under a tip of six sickles, three Knuts, a signal. She smiled brightly before heading out of Kraken's Ink. Her foot now sported a new falling star tattoo.
I don't know if you've heard yet, but it seems like our lovely Lord Williams has been irrational lately. One of my girls's clients used to work for a late Kristof Wilkinson. Apparently, Wilkinson had a Casey Winslow followed for a few months. I don't know if you met with Winslow, but if you did, they might have records of you somewhere. Williams took a stack of papers from Wilkinson, which includes, among other things, some memories of a meeting between Winslow and a seer, pertaining to the kidnapping of Williams' daughters. I only expect his rationality and objective judgement to deteriorate the longer his daughters are gone.
On another note, I humbly request an escort into the Syndicate on January 1st to visit Alistair. The normal returning of valuables he pressed into my possession. It would be most appreciative.
Loyally,
El
