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(( In response to; http://legionofthedawn.tumblr.com/post/170735555513/correspondence ))

This missive arrives with a split seal. On the left half, the lion of House Holt in gold-flecked royal blue-violet wax. On the right, where the lion’s mane should be, a rearing dragon overtop an angled poleaxe in deep crimson. It is likely delivered by the same courier to have been initially dispatched.

Grand Marshal Raseri,

Your concerns are well noted. Assuming you read the courier, you know the House as suffered abduction of one of our own. Efforts are being made to consolidate and organize our forces as well as safeguard against future troubles. Perhaps some overreactions have been made, but they are preferable to being underprepared.

At this point I cannot claim a danger posed to the greater Alliance or its territories. While I would advise increased patrols about the city by its guard, I presently do not believe this to be a concern for the Alliance military.

If your aid is required, it will be requested. For the time being an inclusion of outside forces would mire a process in which expedience is necessary. If you wish for a meeting, you are free to of course to ask for one.

Regards,                                                                                                             Ceruszael                                                                                                           Castellan of House Holt

Inktober 13.

Silver eyes trace over the multitude of scars that lace over the tiefling's body. From those that look like he'd been flayed around those scales of his, to the cutting marks around the man's horns, to whatever else is visible to the monk at this time. Silver flickers red in the dark for a moment as the marks remind him of his own torment.

But it's soon gone, and so is the element of surprise- if there ever were one- as the drow speaks. "You've been through far too much in your life." It's a statement, rather than a question, and there's almost a sense of kinship in it. "I won't ask you to relive your horrors through telling me about those marks. I can guess well enough the cruelty you've suffered."