A scroll sealed with a black wax seal shaped as a dancing masked man juggling knives appears on Captain Westscars desk. It is written in a soft flowing hand of a woman of high social status no doubt
It reads:
To the dear lovely Captain I am and my family have heard of the zhent pressence within the DaleLands. I have sent one of my sons to come and offer his services to aid you in your work. If you are wondering why I, a humble woman, would offer such aid of one of my beloved sons. Let us just say our masters have a....understanding so I offer what help i can give. Do not worry over preparing any special meetings. He will come to you when he is ready...it might take him awhile if you have any comely young ladies there or do you bend the other way when you soldiers are out and about playing? Do be a dear and keep him safe it would break this dear womans heart to bury one of her children.
Signed, Mrs. Black