*a small boy holding a half-crumped parchment runs up to the travel-stained Riven as he walks up to the Twin Dragon Inn*
"ere ye go sir," says the boy, "found it in that tree yonder. Must 'ave blown in the wind, sir."
*Riven grins and accepts the note, offering a True to the boy*
"Well, good Soluti, ye have my thanks for that!"
*Upon inspecting the note, Riven summons his wolf to sniff the note and find the writer, bearing a note from Riven*