*Letters are etched to parchment - To Alira Drakrul.*

[Merek Penrose]

Lady Alira Drakrul of Yew,

It would be understandable you may have an abundance of questions for me regarding the events that unfolded at Que's Tavern last night. For only the reason I value your opinion, if you would like these questions answered I will do so. Sadly, however, I personally can not leave my post and will be unable to attend any meetings outside my current location. It is to my knowledge that you are ill, though if you are capable of travel I will have one of my Inquisitors escort you to Ishgard, a Stronghold much like Mysidia.

I am sorry you had to bear witness to such an aftermath, but I was left with little choice.

 

[Alira Drakrul]

Lord Merek Penrose,

Thank you for allowing me permission to speak with you on the matter. I can only begin to fathom the heavy weight that last night's actions have placed upon you. I am grateful for your consideration of my recent affliction, but I am capable of travel. Please send an escort, preferably armed for my protection, I will await their arrival.​

*signed in an elegant script*

Lady Alira Drakrul
Duchess of Yew​