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Attention: Mediator
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Citizens of Ralinwood,
I apologize for the nonsensical rambling this may sound like but this wirey individual asked for my help in placing a notice here for someone. His accent was almost too broken and strange. I did my best to attempt his rather unknown phrasing in writing.

G'day Miss Lil,
Sorry fer the roight abrupt nature o' this note but I had me a one o' them epiphany type things while working on me bomb blueprints, came ta me in a black flash o' sorts.
I be needin' ta speak wit ya as you got the roight expertise and such fer me grand idea. I aoughta be 'round town noon-like maybe earlier on Saturday so just be keepin' ya pretty lil' peepers out fer ol' Turrent.
If this idea be workin' it'll be a hoot an' a dozen more fer ya self too.

~Turrent Kraunce, Demolitionist

-Penned for Turrent Kraunce
A Soot-coated and oddly thin human wearing a strange tattered cloak, torn pants, and a variety of pouches and containers. His pony-tail appears to be singed and he smells of blast powder and a hint of honey.
(OOG - Christian Kimmerer - Medical Marshal)

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