Mariz cocks an eyebrow in surprise. A message for him? Who could it be from? Everyone he know swas here in the inn with him. He gives the servant girl a few coppers (thanking his lucky stars again that he doesn't have to pay for the room) and carries the tray to the room's small table. An odd seal, he thinks; elements of Raven Queen and Ioun symbology in it. He uses the quill knife to carefully work seal and ribbon free of the parchement without breaking the wax, then unfurls the scroll and reads it.