Orders for Tonight:
Thomic will be bringing in some eggs from the dreugh nests. Have the men take a few each and spread them around Dreughside. And quietly, mind!
If anyone sees you, throw them to the dreugh. And burn this letter after reading it—don't get any ideas about holding on to it to blackmail me later.
I'll be upstairs in Arbogasque's house. The swine owes me rent.
— Baron Sorick