Amonos saluted Captain Bob and then placed the parchment he intercepted on his desk.
He started to read...
I am infuriated that my shop has been closed. The Royal Guard is always getting in my way. I am therefore asking you to hire some strong mercenaries to remove our belongings from the Trinsic shop and move them to the hills west of Britain. There is a small group of humanoids living there who have offered to help. Behind the camp is a cave where our goods can be stored and guarded. What ever you do, be sure that the Royal Guard does not get this!
“I see” said Bob. “Where did you get this?”
“Daniel Ravens was in The Keg and Anchor in Trinsic and over heard some big brutes talking. He watched in his usual surreptitious way. He said he had one of his gut feelings. He saw him tuck this into his pocket so he figured we might have need of it. I am glad Daniel is on our side.”
Bob nodded. “for now, but never fully trust him. He puts me at unease.”
“I will call the guard to meet on Saturday July 16. Shall I make it 6 PT again sir?”
“Yes we shall meet them at the Guard Hall in Serpent’s hold (AKA counselor Hall) at 6 PT July 16.”
Amonos Saluted and left
