Did Helstone chance to check on a certain gem he had recently aquired, he would find a note neatly rolled beside it.
Neatly scribed, in clear mockery of the formal letters that often passed between the council, the words were as follows:
To the honorable Coriolanus Helstone, Governor of Myrken Wood; Greetings.
I regret that I must confirm the suspicions you doubless hold (for I know you are no fool), that your ex-councilor, Suede Roschen, is a liar.
If you would like more details on this matter, do leave a letter right where you found this one, desginating a meeting time and place, and any conditions you might have for me.
Done by my hand, this Fourth of February Anno Regalis Two Hundred and Seven,
Jirai Auvryrahel
