Greetings Sapience,

I shall try to keep this short and to the point. Earlier this month
Kalseru found me mindless in Hashan and decided to rob me as a show or
some sort of lesson. Now as unfortunate as it is that my mind had found
itself not within my body and unable to immediately return, I shall
survive this attempt to steal from me. All in all it was an empty kitbag
and a nearly empty journal. Those of you who take to hunting thieves
shall find yourselves a happy time for the next seven months, and I
shall offer a reward for each head of hers mailed to me, for a personal
insult that was incurred in our recent conversation. The reward shall
not be anything short of fitting coming from one such as myself, but I
do not wish to disclose it at this time, but I'm sure those of you who
really want to know will find out the easy way.

To Kalseru, I hope you are kept extremely busy in the coming months
because stepping out of Mhaldor is going to likely cost you at one point
or another.

--Disclosure of Intent--
This article is to Kalseru, and for all of the theif hunters out there,
I enact no retribution upon the House formerly known as the Naga or the
city of Mhaldor.

Thank you,

Master Lyradil, of the Kharon

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Miraman, in the year 396 AF.