[A sea-stained letter is pinned to various places around and outside of Crookback, placed by a hand yet unseen but marked by a familiar sigil, seemingly newly marked and made: a wolf clamped down on a vampire's wing, encircled by a wave of water.]
I have but a modest proposal for the people of Crookback. You are currently laboring under tyranny. You could have let a good man come to office, but now a tyrant sits at the throne and my once-kin have betrayed me. But that's fine. I have a proposition for any who wish to hear it. It is a simple solution, truly, one employed by many a fine revolutionary, dreamer, and firebrand. If you do not like how the system is, then the only answer is to
BURN.
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