Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3507184-20140617035032/@comment-12012634-20140619183855

I ignore my Companions, and go off on my own. I head into my room, and begin writing my letter. The Coven will want to know of my progress and of my secret being broken. I must also inform them of how my graft is coming along, I am glad that unlike the other Coven-Members my body has adjusted well to the Graft. I can not trust this letter to any normal animal carrier, I drop the letter out of the window and allow my Familiar to swoop it up mid-air and fly it off to the Coven. After the letter to my Coven is done, I begin writing a new one. A letter to my Companion Sol. It Reads

To my Companion, 

''It has come to my attention you may know something that you should not. I offer my advice and suggest unto you, that you forget this thing. Do not think of it and certainly do not speak of it to anyone. This secret is dear to me, and I can only allow certain others to know it. Should you forget this thing, I will bare you no ill will. Should you not, Beware for the Dead are relentless.''

Signed, Him.

After silently passing Sol's door and slipping the letter through the door,  I think of my mutilated companion who has run off with my cloak, I hope I can reaquire it soon it was one of my favorite articles of clothing. I continue through the Tavern so that  I speak to the Barkeep. I say to him in a quiet voice.

"Tell me Barkeep, of Shadowfall Mountain"