<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/oA0vHYy.png)</div><strong>"I'm Curthew--sir,"</strong>the boy says, a little of his shyness slowly evaporating as he takes you in.<strong>"I was named after my pop. Me mam says that he was a cur who had thews. Do any of you have thews?"</strong>he looks you over closely, and realizes after a moment that none of you have great mighty thews. Nevertheless, he shakes his head at the offer, undeterred by your lack of thews.<strong>"Sorry sir, me mam will tan my hide if I'm late for chores. Not that she's very handy with a broom anymore, so mostly I help so she doesn't have to do it herself."</strong><br/><br/>His eyes widen as the tiny dragon flies close to him and deposits the coins in his hand.<strong>"Cor, thanks!"</strong>he beams before bowing again, lower this time.<strong>"It was the herbalist, Aroon, who told me to deliver this here message. He told me to come here and find you clear a week ago--I didn't even know who you were at the time! In fact, he only gave me your descriptions, and I only just realized you were heroes when I talked to the Ol' Mathew behind the bar."</strong>the boy pauses for a moment.<strong>"Weird how he knew you'd be here, of all the bars in the city, ain'et?"</strong>he pauses for a moment thoughtfully before his eyes widen.<strong>"I didn't open it!"</strong>he says hurriedly, shocked at the very thought.<strong>"I 'spect Aroon too much to do that. He's a great apothecary--saved me when I was but ye high from the pox,"</strong>he gestures a hand at around the height of his waist.<strong>"Thank you though--and Cayden Cailen guide your steps and bring you all the luck!"</strong>he wishes you the best before garbing himself once more in his hat and cloak, and then rushing out the door.<br/><br/>In your hand is the damp envelope, still sealed with wax. Once you open it, you find a piece of yellowed parchment written in a graceful hand (http://i.imgur.com/TPFDhlW.png?1) that bespeaks of a learned man, perhaps a sage or a scholar. Not entirely unexpected for someone who must spend hours cataloging various tinctures and herbs, but not all that common either as most herbalists have the most atrocious handwriting which often only they can understand.