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| description = '''For Duke Stelmane''' is written by Sir Grousel to Duke Stelmane. | | description = '''For Duke Stelmane''' is written by Sir Grousel to Duke Stelmane. | ||
| quote = A plain, unadorned note. | | quote = A plain, unadorned note. | ||
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| book text = For Duke Stelmane<br /><br /> | | book text = For Duke Stelmane<br /><br /> | ||
My lady, events in the Gate underworld are moving fast, and I'm sorry to say that the Shield organisation is unravelling. That young lout Gortash has cut our legs out from under us, Nine-Fingers is no help, and the Zhents just think it's funny.<br /><br /> | My lady, events in the Gate underworld are moving fast, and I'm sorry to say that the Shield organisation is unravelling. That young lout Gortash has cut our legs out from under us, Nine-Fingers is no help, and the Zhents just think it's funny.<br /><br /> | ||
Latest revision as of 23:09, 4 September 2024
For Duke Stelmane is written by Sir Grousel to Duke Stelmane.
A plain, unadorned note.
Properties
Notes
Author: Sir Grousel
Rarity: Common
Weight: .05 kg / 0.1 lb
Price: 14 gp
Where to find
- In the mailbox of Elfsong Tavern in Lower City X: 60 Y: -31
Text
For Duke Stelmane
My lady, events in the Gate underworld are moving fast, and I'm sorry to say that the Shield organisation is unravelling. That young lout Gortash has cut our legs out from under us, Nine-Fingers is no help, and the Zhents just think it's funny.
As for me, my lady, I think I've climbed to the top of Gortash's hit list. I can't help or protect you any further. My advice is to write the Knights off, hunker down in your Upper City mansion, and hire whatever muscle you can to guard it. Farewell, it's been an honour.
- Sir Grousel