Amongst the countless denouncements attached to the notice board, laid a single paper of beige tones, with an elegant writing. The paper was branded by the ArdelanCo wax sealing, signaling it to be a letter put out by the Ardelan Family. "Ardelan Family is searching for a Pub Manager! As the owner of the Silver Saddle Pub is often times kept busy and pre-occupied by the political happenings and neverending controversy that seems to have devoured our social lives as of late; the Ardelan Family is now searching for an experienced individual who will run and manage the pub in their place. This is an opportunity for you to be a shareholder of one of the finest pubs of Regalia. You will be receiving a negotiable fourty percent of the monthly Pub incomes as long as you actively run the Pub and man it. You will be expected to attract customers to it and treat it like it's your own pub. Of course, the Ardelan family will remain the owner of the property and the business, however you will still be able to manage it as if you own it and be in complete charge at the lack of presence of the Ardelan's. Those who are interested are expected to pen a letter to Ser Marvolo Ardelan and formally request to conduct a meeting to conversate in depth about the opportunity and what in detail is expected from the individual. Alternatively, you could also catch us in the Silver Saddle Pub and request to speak in there. We're often present within the property. You can easily locate the Pub on the main district of Regalia, down the street, on the right row, clad in blue and silver colours. Spirits many blessings,Ser Marvolo Antonis Ardelan Family Patriarch of House Ardelan Chief Executive Officer of Ardelan Brothers Co©"
Roughly written letter would find its way to Marvolo, not quite shaky letters but the spelling was atrocious. To Marvol, I wuold likie to bee tha the manager of youre pub. I'm veary gode good at teling others (?) whate too du. Azra Then there would be a little heart at the bottom with a: Tel Kris I said hi.
After much consideration and much translation, a man would arrive to Azra instead of sending her a letter back. He was identical to the looks of Ardelan's, with shaven head sides and a long dark coat. He would inform Azra that Ser Ardelan is expecting her to arrive to the Silver Saddle Pub to discuss the details of the ordeal, and then walk off.
