Early Lithe the following, in the hand of Zavas hastily scribed in …:
“My dearest friend. I have little time to leave you word but see I have not forgotten about our talks this past winter on the long road northeast. I am still obliged to you for taking me onwards after leaving my beloved Mahurani in your Kinsmens care. The news you brought from Erebor were barely in time. To have been called to arms, one last time perhaps. As I told you I do not have the heart to write my friends in the Breelands and as my house needs looking after I will call for a favour once more. If you intend to travel back towards the northwest will you pass by and bring word from me? I remember you expressed your interest in acquiring a lodging near Bree for a time and why waste what good things is already settled for. I promise I will send further word as best I can during the campaign. My daughter may in time be at the Company's service if they require it in the months ahead. I shall miss your stories and our drinking around the fire. Keep safe my friend, and do not loose yet another walking stick. Ye know this one I crafted from a wood of my family reaching back generations. And ye would make a sorry figure in a brawl without it.
Zavas “
Enclosed with the letter is a small piece of parchment declaring the bearers name and his purpose in Zavas' name to the Black Steel.
Doran of the Northmen. Handle with care.
