The roads are dangerous of late. Bandits attack without fear of reprisal, and harpies, driven to roost by the storm, strike without warning.
These developments have driven this one to hire a pair of mercenaries. Both are hardy walkers, so please triple this one's order this month.
Please, do not worry about protecting the shipment. An escort will arrive before the next crescent.
Magrus smile upon your fields by day, Jone and Jode dance over them by night.