Receiving the letter, Chance nods to himself. "I suppose I've been ignoring my brethren a bit much..." Feeling guilty, he writes back.
"Coronal Miriatar,
It honors me you wish my presence, and it pains me to think I've not visited the City of Song in so much time, that my presence has been requested. I shall be at the inn at the time on the bottom of the paper, and ask for your kind forgiveness. I shall prepare a proper Elven story or folk song for the evening.
I shall see you soon,
Chance the Storyteller."
Signed at the bottom is...((What time works? I'm thinking Sunday around 19GMT))