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[Xana]

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The usual messenger seeks out Lady Soren, bearing the following note and a small leather pouch. The letter is pinned to the strings of the pouch.

Dearest Lady Soren,

Please accept these magical seeds as a small token of appreciation for all you did to help our Sol Invictus festival be so bountiful.

I trust they will serve you well, as they have many I know.

Fondly,
Xana
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[Soren]

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Soren had spotted the courier coming around the corner this time. Recognizing him as from Xana, the gypsy type person she met him halfway. Thanking him for the pouch and letter the courier made a beeline in the opposite direction. Umbra had that effect on a lot of people. Calling out to him she asked if he would wait a moment for a return letter. She had never used a courier, she had always used her beetle. But the beetle was elsewhere today.

Turning her thoughts to the letter at hand, she quietly opening it and read. When she had finished she peered into the bag and the corners of her mouth turned up. It would be the only time that day even a hint of a smile would cross her face. Setting both items down she pulled out a piece of parchment and penned a quick reply.

"Dear Xana- Gypsy type person,

Thank you so much for the seeds. Know that I will take good care of them and grow them big and tall. It was my pleasure to help with the celebration. And I am always here if you ever need me. Her honor, the Lady Lenoir, I know is very much for Gypsy/Umbra ties. This is the most important thing for us. And of course, your friendship. It means an awful lot to me.

Sincerely,

Soren Calestra
Dragonsmith Artisan blacksmith and friend of gypsies"

She couldn't quite contain the three tears that hit the parchment before she had had a chance to roll it up and hand it to the courier. She hoped they didn't smudge the ink too much.