Gharin's Note (good)

You say, 'Hail, Gharin'

Gharin says 'Good day! I see they have good stock for the future armies of Qeynos. I, myself, wish to be a soldier one day instead of doing this [job].'

You say, 'What job?'

Gharin says 'I am a [messenger] for Antonius Bayle. Not big enough to fight, but light enough to run all the way to the [Jaggedpine] tomorrow morning. I sort of wish I did not have to go. I'd rather be at the Lion's Mane.'

You say, 'Where is the Jaggedpine?'

Gharin says 'I will be taking a private note to the head druid of the Jaggedpine Treefolk. Matter of fact, I am carrying the note right now. But enough about that, if it were not for the mission tomorrow, I could be doing something at the [Lion's Mane].'

You say, 'What is the Lion's Mane?'

Gharin says 'Ahh. The Lion's Mane. If I were there, I would be enjoying a stein of Crow's [special brew]. They are expecting their first shipment of the brew. I believe if I had a few or more of those lagers, I would be very ill. I would probably have to have someone else deliver the note for me. Still, I wish I had one of those fine brews.'

Gharin says 'Oohhh! My head. Stop the pub from spinning. I cannot make it to the Jaggedpine feeling like this. Please take this note to Te'Anara of the Treefolk. Here is a little silver for the favor. Thanks. Ooohhhh..'

You receive A Sealed Letter (identifies as "Note To Jaggedpine"). It reads:

Te'Anara, I have spoken to the merchants guild of Qeynos. We have agreed to increase the tax on all bearskins. The Qeynos Guard shall also be apprehending all known poachers for extradition to the Jaggedpine. Signed, Antonius Bayle

You have entered The Surefall Glade. Your Location is -209.08, -441.05, 6.36

You say, 'Hail, TeAnara'

TeAnara says 'Welcome, friend! I hope your stay in Surefall Glade will ease your mind and soothe your soul. While you are here, we ask you to abide by the [laws of the Jaggedpine].'

TeAnara says 'Aye! This is good news. We shall try to supply Qeynos with a limited number of acres to begin their lumberyard. Here, my good messenger. A token to share in the good news.'