Seek the Truth

[Melanie_Shae]

A heavy shrouded figure sneaks inside. The person's identity not available due to their cloak. They swiftly pin a piece of parchment to board. The person's hand is pale, shakey, and feminine. After such the person tries to hurry away, but another figure seems to materialize from the shadows behind them. In the time it would take one to blink both disintegrate from sight.

To My Friends,

Seeing is not believing. Trust in me when I say that evil things are afoot and that you maybe in danger. Believe in me and who I am, and do not let your eyes deceive you.​

Cormamin niuve tenna' ta elea lle au', Lanwe. Re wethrine amin. Re wethrine lle.

~M~​

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Beneath the meager initial is a wax seal. The signet a black circle with seven stars.

 

[Melanie_Shae]

Melanie walks up to the board. She readily frowns, and swiftly tears the note down. It is quickly shredded, and the pieces of parchment incinerate. The woman growls, and stalks away from the board.