In Search of Work

[Thymweed 10]

A gust of wind brings a parchment straight to your chest. When the wind dies down, you read the parchment.

In Search of Work

I, Thymweed Tanglewood, am in search of work. I am in dire need of coin to my pocket, having starved for the last few weeks. I am most skilled at the art of herbalism, but I also dabble in the reaping of crops. I love to write, and I may be of use as a scribe of sorts. I am primarily searching for work in the Oren proximity, be it a barony or perhaps even duchy. Please, send a messenger raven to Arethor; that is where I am most. I am of pure Human lineage, and of the male gender. I am of working age, being twenty one years old.

Signed, Thymweed Tanglewood

[OOC]

• Herbalism: Level 50
  
• Farming: Level 25
  
• Minecraft Name: ChuBByArdvark
  

[Swgrclan 2682]

Follower of Onlany Amaelius calls his black hawk soon after scanning over the parchment, and scribbles his own note in a purple, faded ink. He hands the scripture to his hawk and shoos it off to Arethor. If Thym is to receive the letter sent for him, it states the following:

"Thymweed Tanglewood of Arethor,

I send this letter in response to your plea for work, however, in place of work I have a request.

I am one to combat the creatures that stalk the night often, and without proper healing utilities such as bandages to heal any wounds I obtain from such activity, I cannot combat them as much as I used to, or much at all.

If you are as skilled in herbalism as you say, then I request that you provide me with a obtuse amount of 32 rolls of bandages in exchange for 340 Minas. I eagerly await your answer,

~Amaelius"

[steelersfan1221 300]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.