Hail, Sapiance. It's me, that annoying Siren with too much money, and
valuables that she cannot look after. My journal seems to have taken a
leisurely stroll from my pack. If it was stolen, then I truly do salute
the thief because I did not e'en realise it was gone until I reclined
lackadaisically in my hammock, gazed out o'er Lake Muurn with a generous
glass of the finest Jaruvian red and tried to start writing in't.

Sooo, if thou hath found the thrice-damned thing, or have stolen it and
would like some reward/ransom money, then do drop me a message. I am
willing to pay 6K for it, but will haggle if I am in a good mood.
Alternatively (and e'en less likely, I am sure), I shall pay a
considerably smaller reward to anybody that can relyable (sick) tell me
who has it.

I think that about covers it.


Yours, In Song and Beauty,
Sylvance

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Lupar, in the year 381 AF.