Dear Wesley,
I am once again writing you to tell you of my adventure. We have embarked on a great quest to retrieve a stolen tome. A fella named Vasil Talistrome hired us because his friend robbed him of a book used to summon entities from another realm. He cannot accuse him publicly because it would result in his societal death. His friend is acting unlike himself, so beyond the return of the tome, he wants us to save his friend. A noble quest, certainly, I assume it shall be difficult, if possible at all. We collectively agreed to hire a merc from the new merc guild in town. We only had the three of us you see.
I asked around city hall to see if I could gather any further information from the family and Markos specifically, I was told quote “Book-nerd, gets negative number bitches.” We went to his house, the cute little Peter Pan guy flew around the windows and saw a nice looking fellah partaking in human flesh, much like the skin book we are looking for (allegedly). He did not locate the skin book. I tried knocking on the front door and posing as a very niche collector, a skin-book connoisseur if you will. I do not think that got me very far. We went through and fought a lot of things: rugs swords, suits of armor, alchemists, cultists, and a weird monster butler. Finally we drove our sword through the monster that was essentially possessing Marcos, we saved him, brought him back, and got paid. We also recovered the Skin Book. I got paid, everyone got paid, we all left happy.
Until next time boss.
Sincerely,
James "Bastion" Walker
