A cure is sought...
Ysberyl Adarion (otherwise known as "Whisper") makes it known in writing at every notice board around Peltarch:
I have long sought reprieve from my status as a mute, but have nearly given up hope. An intentionally inflicted wound to my throat in my past had taken my voice, but all attempts - even the healing of famed priest Raryldor Siamytherelin, cast in the commons in public view - have failed to cure me. The superficial scars on my wrists are much the same.
I know only that a human man wearing a ring with a black metal band and small inlaid ruby injured me thus somewhere between Mulhorand and Thay.
I offer the sum of 15,000 gold for any that can rid me of this seemingly incurable curse.
The signs come down with no other words or warning.