Dear Mulisha,

So you've finally showed up, eh? And without your spectacles to boot!
Tsk tsk, how many times have we told you to keep them strung about your
neck on the chain we gave you last Logosmas? You've mistaken our
wonderful record keeper Xaviere as a man...we should punish you with a
knuckle-rapping, but our cactus weed stocks were all depleted from last
month's poetry reading.

Since we've now located you (silly git, hiding in Ashtan's sewers and
trying to cheat the thugs in blackjack!), we've got some overdue
assignments for you that REALLY needs to get cracked to!

First off, your field report on life in the tundra. Our travel contacts
would be more than happy to assist you there by way of portal, and
hopefully you'll finally meet the windego with whom an interview was due
just last month! He's a bright chap, though a bit on the tempermental
side.

Another overdue assignment is your observation on manticore cave life -
that was actually due on the 7th of Scarlatan in the year 330! We HIGHLY
suggest you get to this right away! The Manticore Queen's given us a
complaint at our headquarters underneath the Delos Lottery office, and
not to mention ate a few of our apprentices because of your tardiness!

Those are your assignments, so get to it! The head Duck isn't happy!


Love and honeycakes,
The Sub-Sub-Sub Committee

P.S. And PLEASE remember to bring your spectacles along this time!

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Lupar, in the year 332 AF.