You spy a note under a table in the swaggers inn. It appears to have been inadvertently dropped. While some pay it no mind you feel compelled to make some attempt to reading the script, which is barely legible and it is clear the text is in poor condition and not complete.

Elijah.

I feel compelled to turn to your council. While there are a great many magi within the militia’s ranks it is doubtful how much knowledge they truly have in matters relative to the arcane. As much as I despise granting your ilk employment it may be to your interest that the matter we thought dealt with some years ago has apparently resurfaced. The gate deployed me far to the east of my desired position and this threat to the land’s trade cannot be accepted after M is finally within my grasp.
I would therefore require an immediate research as to whether the witches spell is being undone or whether this is part of something more insidious, that blackrock nonsense for instance.

At this part the text become unreadable but the words mine and circle can be made out. You think you can read something about Cove as well.

Failure shall result in reaction. Since panic serves none of our interests I do not wish this yet leaked to any, especially the LP. After all the day cannot be too far from an E. and a great victory in this regard would make the process a farce.
I expect a response by post noon on the second morrow. If need be outside contractors will be brought in although the treachery of yesteryears lot makes me loath to do so. Note, if you inform D. I will ensure you are not only removed from your tower but reduced to divination with fish innards.
The G. of VL
K.


Returning to your drink you ponder what may possibly be learned from such nonsense.