Open letter to the Crafters Confederation members
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the following letter is posted around the towns in places where I won't get fined or bothered for posting them.
As we all know, the attempt to start a competing organization did not go as well as planned. Who knew crystals would burst from the ground and enslave your Confederation Leader?
I know some o you folks still got the desire to learn how to craft. If any of ya want to join the Union as apprentices now that the Confederation is dead, come see me or my assistant, Mog.
We look forward to hearin' from ya.
-Dwin Dolvak
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Dwin is heard muttering that some folks just dont understand the difference between "personal matters, and business."
"…their farkin loss," he says, as he begins to clean up the pile of Foilir's dirty dishes, ale bottles, and no less than 2 sets of female undergarments from his office in Peltarch.
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Belade: As soon as Rando dies or leaves the Union, I'm applying for apprenticeship.
