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Revision as of 01:16, 10 February 2024
Squatters at Old Garlow's Place is a letter requesting a Flaming Fist to check on Old Garlow's residence.
A plain, unadorned note.
Properties
Notes
Rarity: Common
Weight: .05 kg / 0.1 lb
Price: 14 gp
Where to find
- In the mailbox of Basilisk Gate Barracks in Lower CityX: 146 Y: -44
Text
Blaze Portyr, I'm writing to report a terrible crime!
Ever since Old Garlow died (Kelemvor be with him), his house has stood empty and derelict (an awful pity considering the price of property these days).
But didn't I spot vagabonds creeping in and out of his upstairs windows! Downright incensed, I was! I knocked on the door until I got a splinter (a bloody big one too), but they didn't so much as answer (rude!).
Could you please send someone down - preferably yourself? Who knows the wreck those squatters are making of the place, when good folk like me have to struggle to keep a roof over our heads? It just isn't right!
Looking forward to seeing you SOON,
Grenna Dooboble-Pamperling