From "M" to Asafa
After this job, I’m done. I want to make that perfectly clear. I don’t like this new stuff. I won’t be a party to bringing it into the city anymore. Keep up your war against Dorin if you have to, I don’t care. It’s your own damn funeral.
Anyway, here’s what I know. Blackline will be coming into the docks on Waveday next aboard the Coral Bitch. Yes, that’s really the name of the boat. Captain must have a happy marriage, eh?
They’re shipping in fifty crates of fresh mangoes and papayas from Susurri. The ship’s mage has some way to keep them from the rot, I hear. Three of the crates will have a mark like this:
The mark is only visible when you drink one of those potions Kharse brews. The kind that tastes like fish oil.
Dorin’s men will be there to pick up the shipment, so you may have a fight on your hands. At least one of them will have a vial of that potion on them. (Personally, I don’t mind if you all kill each other.)
Pelor willing, I’ll never see your scaly hide again. This Blackline stuff is going to kill Valcetor.
Sincerely fuck yourself,