C.A.R.P.S.

Three firm knocks on the door, breaks the quiet around the tower. Several moments are all that pass before, another three knocks are heard.

Jack pull some parchment and a gnomish quill from a pouch. He writes a note and pins it to the door. He turns and walks back down toward the tavern.


"Greetings Loyal subjects of King Silverthorne.
I require a meeting with your Guild Head. Please inform her.

Jack Maxwell, Magistrate"

*Aroura opens the door*

*sees Jack walking away*

What can I do for you Jack. *looks at door, reads note and takes it down*

Please come in, where we can speak.

Jack turns and smiles. He nods his head and, walks toward the door.
"Thank you."