I am Devin Thickbrows. A dwarf rogue exiled from Kaladim for his unscrupulous theft of cheese and beer. Also that one time he stole from the kings coffers.
Freeport seemed more in line with the lifestyle he was looking for. Also it was the first place the dwarves would let him board to on threat of death to exit the butcherblock mountains.
"Hmm, bugger off you busy body" Devin mumbles to the hushed voice behind him. He slinks off into the shadows of a nearby tavern alley. "What have we here?" He wonders silently, and slips his dagger along the envelopes seal. Anyone fool enough to trust Devin was fool enough to have his letter read.
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