"If so then this letter is addressed to you" the guard said, handing her the letter.
She looked at the name upon it - it was indeed hers. "Yes that's me... though I haven't the faintest idea who'd write me and deliver it here." she said, more to herself than the guard.
Taking the letter, she looked it over. Upon closer inspection, she could see that her name was written in a handwriting she didn't recognize. "that was a close one" was written underneath was a stamp in the same script - forged as a wax seal. The seal looked like two snakes wrapping around a dagger, with their tails starting at the handle of the dagger and the heads, jaws wide open, ending at the dip of the dagger. All in all, it was a fairly disconcerting letter - few people she knew would want a snake on their seal, and none of them did as far as she was aware.
Returning to the guard for a moment, she began her line of questioning - the letter could wait a few more minutes. "I'm actually here looking for a letter and sword former head-guard promised us in exchange for stopping Abumot. They were captured some time before we arrived and would have been from an Embla noble named Harvey Treasach; the Duke of Isgrham. I'm sure you saw the sword - it was magical in nature."
As she was speaking, Claire absentmindedly opened the letter's seal - pulling the lip free of the wax.
She looked at the name upon it - it was indeed hers. "Yes that's me... though I haven't the faintest idea who'd write me and deliver it here." she said, more to herself than the guard.
Taking the letter, she looked it over. Upon closer inspection, she could see that her name was written in a handwriting she didn't recognize. "that was a close one" was written underneath was a stamp in the same script - forged as a wax seal. The seal looked like two snakes wrapping around a dagger, with their tails starting at the handle of the dagger and the heads, jaws wide open, ending at the dip of the dagger. All in all, it was a fairly disconcerting letter - few people she knew would want a snake on their seal, and none of them did as far as she was aware.
Returning to the guard for a moment, she began her line of questioning - the letter could wait a few more minutes. "I'm actually here looking for a letter and sword former head-guard promised us in exchange for stopping Abumot. They were captured some time before we arrived and would have been from an Embla noble named Harvey Treasach; the Duke of Isgrham. I'm sure you saw the sword - it was magical in nature."
As she was speaking, Claire absentmindedly opened the letter's seal - pulling the lip free of the wax.