My friends :the note begins:
I've heard a calling amongst my brethren, and must leave. A noble knight of Toran is in need, life leaves his body and he may not continue alone. My brothers tell me that he has journeyed long and arduously to complete some quest; a quest for what I do not know, but I pray that the Light allows me to ask him.
May these words reach his beloved wife; Tyrian...I know she has suffered from his leave; indeed, believed him dead, as we all did....but the Mother has not claimed him yet...not yet...the Light, I am told, presses him home...as it presses me to assist him.
May the Light guide me quickly and timely to his side.
*the letter is tacked to the door of 137 Leilon, and he turns with a determined gait toward Port Hampshire*