'You there, I have heard of your deeds about town. I am in need of a (your race) of honour, like yourself.

'I made an error in judgement recently that leaves me in a difficult position. I collect rare finds from the ruins of Arnor and in an effort to save coin, I employed a man from the South. The man, using my name, now owes a great deal of coin to the proprietor of The Forsaken Inn.

'If you are willing, take this letter to Anlaf the Forlorn at the Forsaken Inn before word reaches the guilds here in Bree-town. It lies eastward along the Great East Road. I'll not allow one indiscretion ruin my good name.'