A Letter From An Old Friend

((The paper is crumpled and bloodstained, making a some words nearly unreadable. The penmanship is fairly well but looks a bit sloppy))

Gwel,

I don't know how long it has been since that night in the Re*l*. So much has happened, things have changed. I know that I'm being hunted but I p*omi*ed myself that I wasn't going to hide from the 'cl*c**r'. The thing is Gwel, I trust the devil inside you, Andrew inclu*ed. You show* me a pi**e of my tr*e self, so I wa*t to meet you in b***e c*u*t before da*br***, bring An**ew if he's available. I bel**ve it's time I come forw**d and tell b**h of you t** tru*h. I would've wro** it in t*is l***er but I'm ****ed that so*eo*e else m***t re*d it b***re y** get the c***c*. Pa** *f me h*p** ****-
((This of this page is too crumpled and bloody to read any word and it picks up on a clean portion of the bottom))

I look forward on seeing you again.

Your Friend,
The Rogue:
C.
((Blood covers the rest of the page))

@HereticTakao

 

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Milena du Brierüst eyes the letter that drifts beside her feet. She picks it up, avoiding the bloodstained parts, and reads it over. Her eyebrows raise at one part, and she pulls out her clockwork pen, clicking it to get the ink flowing to transcribe it onto another sheet. With the letter copied, she'd pass it off to her guard and request it to be delivered posthaste. The noblewoman glances around, before slipping her own copy into her pocket and heading to supervise the decoration of her new building.

TLDR: The letter is now delivered straight to Gwel and there's a copy. @HereticTakao @TonyBones