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Dear Sir Jedd of the Hidden Vale,
I am unsure if we had the pleasure to meet before. It is likely that we haven’t, for I rarely leave the holy temple, unless I need to pick some ginseng or there is an urgent matter or another calling me away.
It is my hope, therefore, that you forgive me for disturbing your study, and will be willing to lend an ear to another child of Elara.
It has come to our notice that you are a scholar yourself, though without an order of your own. I understand that not all of us feel the call of goddess to embrace the monastic life. I am sure, however, that you know the library of Brigobaen and have often consulted it in your research.
It is under that assumption that I write now. I am not young, and I am not getting any younger. Every time I set my eyes on the pile of books to restore in our atelier, I feel my knees tremble slightly with discouragement. Of course, the Goddess is here to make sure that all my enthusiasm returns, after each of these o so human lapses. I feel, however, that the time has come to ask for help, and I shall be direct:
I would be honoured if you accepted, alone or with someone else you deem trustworthy, to join me in my efforts to recover a collection of manuscripts that might prove useful in the investigations of those hell mages. I would provide you guidance and initiate you in the necessary techniques for handling old documents. Of course, Brigobaen would provide food, candles, quills, and as many beds as necessary, for as long as it takes or you wish to stay.
I know my words may seem enigmatic and suspicious, but I beg you to remember that Elara watches over my shoulder, and no malicious word would ever be written under her eyes. If it is your wish to accept our offer, please, come to the temple at any time that suits you. Everyone here is ready to welcome you with bread and milk, even at late hours.
May this letter find you in good health and spirits, under the eternal light of our Goddess,
Evaristos of Brigobaen