My lady,

It is the summer of one thousand eighteen, post essence wars, and I write to my glorious sponsor from the comforts of the city of Bonnifuss where I have become the guest of one Baron Theodore Illistmus, a skilled man of the world.

The good baron has made it quite clear that he, and a number of his colleagues in the society of the region are looking to make up monetary losses due to the war of the past years. I believe this provides quite the opportunity for expansion into fresh lands for your wealthy subjects. Such expansion will provide the agricultural base you desire, as well as a ready supply of labor among the peasantry already here.

As you may have heard, my dear brother came to the rescue of the king of Silverthorne in the last war, however, he was unable to spare the kingdom much of the ravages of war. The king has become reclusive and neglects the welfare of his lands, providing us with the perfect opportunity for an alliance of sorts.

I would be most happy to provide your people with the negotiating power to acquire that which they desire, in turn for their, shall we say, loyalty to me within these lands.

I leave for the capital tomorrow, where one of my listeners reports she can gain me audience with the king. Soon all that you desire shall be yours, providing you continue to show the gracious support you have so far provided.

Your servant