<strong>Tagging Shanira Treyan!</strong><br/><br/>Shanira leaves quite the impression after Lady Whitecastle's party and she finds herself receiving many letters from important folks in the Manor District, looking to become more than acquaintances!<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mbdS6EG.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lady Whitecastle<br/><br/>The letter from Lady Whitecastle arrives in the same fancy stationary as the party invitation did, written in the tiefling's fiery red script. It is delivered by a rambunctious halfling who offers Shanira a fried chicken as a present.<br/><br/><em>Darling,<br/><br/>Thank you so much for attending my fiesta! You were an absolute delight! And the way you fit that uniform! You must warm me the next time you intend to set multiple generations of nobility to weakness with such a display! I've never been less bothered to be upstaged so much at my own event!<br/><br/>Now, I admit, the thought had crossed my mind that you would be a flash in the pan and that after this party everyone would forget about you, but I saw that is clearly not the case. You could use someone like me darling, someone who can soften that edge of yours and lend some finesse to your prowess. <br/><br/>You certainly know where to find me darling. Hope to see you soon<br/><br/>- Lady Whitecastle - </em><br/><br/><br/><br class="clear_left"/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/SJL0bgA.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Countess Ulrika von Mocab<br/><br/>A second letter arrives. It is delivered by a grim and handsome courier who hands off the letter, bows deeply, and departs. This letter is written in a beautiful, very precise script in dark black ink on bone white parchment. It smells of orchids.<br/><br/><em>Miss Treyan,<br/><br/>We met briefly at Whitecastle's celebration of herself. It wasn't the right place to have a serious discussion, but I was able to size you up.<br/><br/>I'll be frank, I think you've got the wrong idea about many things and you're going about this the wrong way. There is much more to be said of focusing on yourself than worrying about others. You could be so much more, even if means leaving the rabble you care for as so much less. But I think you've got great potential and time to see the right way, especially if we overthrow the crown in the process.<br/><br/>Find me at this address and we can get to work.<br/><br/>Countess Ulrika von Mocab.</em><br/><br/><br/><br class="clear_left"/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Ezo3Kug.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Meadows in the Sky<br/><br/>A final letter comes, delivered by a pale blue falcon that drops from the sky and lands on a post in front of Shanira, dropping the letter into her hands in the same motion. The letter is written on many-colored paper that blurs like a kaleidoscope, with letters in the shape of flowers, yet despite all this color is is very easy to read.<br/><br/><em>Madame,<br/><br/>I am Meadows in the Sky. You delighted me at Lady Whitecastle's sensational event. I did not with to monopolize your time there, but I do hope to do so in the future.<br/><br/>I thought perhaps you another stiff martial type, but your talk of progress has me quite intrigued. There is more to you than meets the eye, which is what I have always enjoyed about Hexville. It is just so full of surprises. If you'd like to discover more, and perhaps commission a few of our own, please do come and see me at my gallery. It has been some time since I have met a mortal with whom I think I could find the connection that passed when my lover succumbed to old age. Before you think me too forward, I speak of a spiritual connection, a creative one, one that may make our souls sing and help those of this city see the beauty of yours. <br/><br/>If such a pursuit would interest you, please do visit. <br/><br/>Meadows in the Sky.</em><br class="clear_left"/><br/><br/><br/><em>Please respond here in a way that lets me know which of these NPCs Shanira is choosing to accept as an ally!</em><br/>