Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140108121051/@comment-12599067-20140118015520

"I think we'll be okay," Jack answered as he pocketed the coin purse. Remus frowned and picked up his bow, slinging it across his back and glaring down at Daithi.

"Not gonna make friends that way, elf. I'll be back when I am needed, but until then, try not to do anything stupid," he requested, shooting them all a cutting glare before turning and disappearing into the woods. Jack cleared his throat and took the sealed scroll from Raelynn, pulling it open to read:

Jack and company,

''I'm not sure if you've ever heard of me, but I'm sure we'll get to be good friends later on. I've learned of your current predicament concerning the Black Worm cultists, and while I don't know exactly what you're up to, I've checked some reliable sources to track down the current hotspots of necromancer activity. As of right now, it seems that the Dragontail Mountains are seeing a lot of activity, and I'd hope you'd be able to resolve the issue as soon as possible. More support and funds as bulletins warrent.''

-Bryn

"I don't suppose you've got another one of those scrolls?" he asked, pocketing the scroll and turning to Daithi and Anwen.