A golden head and a golden tail are sacrificed,

Without a body but with all the power it got.

Sent to a place of darkness and cold,

So, peasants can find the strength to cope.

Near the walls of this place that breed hope.

Alone, you can open this envelope.

Only under the higher one’s eyes,

You can read without your demise.

The one who seeks

Dear Myra Barthus,

I have been awaiting your arrival. I am extremely pleased with your solving of my little riddle. It shows
both your wits and passion to uncover mysteries.

I have been looking for an accomplice to solve one. A mystery that’s been unsolved of thousands of
years. However, due to my unique standing I’m unable to take certain steps to uncover that mystery. I
believe I can solve that problem with your presence. If I managed to attract your attention, then seek
one of my agents. Only by finding one, you can truly show me your capabilities. The problem requires at
least that much competence.

If I failed to arouse your interest, but you still want an audience with me. Come to my villa, alone. I can
devote a single day to you. To answer your questions as much as your standing allows. But after that, we
done forever. Unless the seeker wills it.

I left a small token, that will grant you access to my domain. You can come to my house directly, and ask
for an audience. Or, you can give it to an agent of mine, and we can have much much more.

Yours truly,

Lord Morin ir’Nighbore