A parcel arrives. Attached is a letter.
TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN: Deneith, Roen
Greetings and Salutations on this (There are several scratches and splotches of faded ink, indicating that this section was rewritten over a few times) 10th Sun of Llymlaen's Third Astral Moon, the year 1574 1575 1576 this year, from the Office of Ganathain & Templeton Gridanian Arbitration Enterprises.
I, Jeulerand Ganathain of Ganathain & Templeton Gridanian Arbitration Enterprises, am pleased to inform you via this letter of your status as the beneficiary to a trust fund opened with us here, at the Ganathain & Templeton Gridanian Arbitration Enterprises. At the time of writing, you: DENEITH, ROEN (the letters are written in massive block letters on the parchment) are now legally entitled to lay claim to the following POSSESSIONS, FUNDS/CURRENCIES, ESTATES, INTANGIBLE PROPERTIES Circle all that apply (Possessions, funds/currencies, and intangible properties are circled) within the fund as detailed by Ganathain & Templeton Gridanian Arbitration Enterprises' client: SEBASTIAN REDGRAVE.
Enclosed are POSSESSIONS, FUNDS/CURRENCIES, ESTATES, INTANGIBLE PROPERTIES Circle all that apply (Possessions, Intangible Properties are circled) that our client requested that you receive directly.
Please make time to visit the Office of Ganathain & Templeton Gridanian Arbitration Enterprises within the next eighteen (18) moons in order to personally claim the remainder of the funds. Attached is the location of our offices. (A small map is enclosed detailing Old Gridania. A small building is circled, and the phrase "Ganathain & Templeton Gridanian Arbitration Enterprises" is written next to it. The writer ran out of space and therefore it only says "Ent" at the end.) Please have proof of identity prepared before arrival so that we at Ganathain & Templeton Gridanian Arbitration Enterprises may release the contents of the fund to you with promptness.
The parcel itself is actually comprised of two boxes. One is a small, wooden, and rectangular box used to hold papers; the inside of the box is lined with simple cloth. Within the box itself is a litany of documents: letters of credit in values upwards of several hundred thousand gil signed by trading companies throughout all three city states, vouchers to various guilds for items and equipment, and other financial certificates.
The slightly larger rectangle beneath it rattles a bit when shaken, and the items within far more whimsical and carefully packaged. One is a brilliant blue bottle with an equally brilliant blue liquid, labelled "HAIR DYE" in large block letters glazed onto the glass. Another is a small, cubed jewelry box wrapped in velvet containing a pair of amethyst earrings set in elaborate filigrees of silver and gold; they jingle with movement. The other items include an elaborate and polished ocarina carved from the tooth of a large animal, a bag of rough-cut gemstones, a watercolor painting set, a pair of immaculate punching gloves in padded leather, an Eorzean bestiary, and a porcelain tea set guarded by padding such that it is impossible to tell what it is without unwrapping several layers of silk and carved wooden dividers. Last but not least, a stuffed chocobo doll had been unceremoniously crammed into the last remaining corner of the box. The doll had been roughly made of bright yellow felt with large bronze buttons affixed to its head for eyes. The seams were unsteady and the attitude of the maker was clear in the item's construction; careful knots and weavings of frustrated determination, smooth patterns of hesitant confidence, and several sections of abandoned dissatisfaction where the cloth segments had been woven together not unlike a stitch in a wound. The letters "G.W." were sewn into the chocobo's back with orange yarn.
At the very bottom of the larger box is a sheet of folded parchment. It is mostly blank, except for a few sentences written in elaborate cursive.
"One handful per fulm of hair. Dye washes off after roughly one cycle. Lather in hands, grasp locks, wash gently. Blue would look good.
The chocobo is a reply to the Starlight Festival. Sewing is hard. One of the buttons may come off. Don't ask me to repair clothes.
To stand in twilight is to witness the beauty of both day and night.
The stars may blind those who dwell in darkness.
The sun may cast eternal shadows upon those who bask in light.
I thought I wanted you to join my side.
But what I wanted was to be able to go to yours.
may you forever have the strength to defend what you believe
N.L."
TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN: Deneith, Roen
Greetings and Salutations on this (There are several scratches and splotches of faded ink, indicating that this section was rewritten over a few times) 10th Sun of Llymlaen's Third Astral Moon, the year 1574 1575 1576 this year, from the Office of Ganathain & Templeton Gridanian Arbitration Enterprises.
I, Jeulerand Ganathain of Ganathain & Templeton Gridanian Arbitration Enterprises, am pleased to inform you via this letter of your status as the beneficiary to a trust fund opened with us here, at the Ganathain & Templeton Gridanian Arbitration Enterprises. At the time of writing, you: DENEITH, ROEN (the letters are written in massive block letters on the parchment) are now legally entitled to lay claim to the following POSSESSIONS, FUNDS/CURRENCIES, ESTATES, INTANGIBLE PROPERTIES Circle all that apply (Possessions, funds/currencies, and intangible properties are circled) within the fund as detailed by Ganathain & Templeton Gridanian Arbitration Enterprises' client: SEBASTIAN REDGRAVE.
Enclosed are POSSESSIONS, FUNDS/CURRENCIES, ESTATES, INTANGIBLE PROPERTIES Circle all that apply (Possessions, Intangible Properties are circled) that our client requested that you receive directly.
Please make time to visit the Office of Ganathain & Templeton Gridanian Arbitration Enterprises within the next eighteen (18) moons in order to personally claim the remainder of the funds. Attached is the location of our offices. (A small map is enclosed detailing Old Gridania. A small building is circled, and the phrase "Ganathain & Templeton Gridanian Arbitration Enterprises" is written next to it. The writer ran out of space and therefore it only says "Ent" at the end.) Please have proof of identity prepared before arrival so that we at Ganathain & Templeton Gridanian Arbitration Enterprises may release the contents of the fund to you with promptness.
The parcel itself is actually comprised of two boxes. One is a small, wooden, and rectangular box used to hold papers; the inside of the box is lined with simple cloth. Within the box itself is a litany of documents: letters of credit in values upwards of several hundred thousand gil signed by trading companies throughout all three city states, vouchers to various guilds for items and equipment, and other financial certificates.
The slightly larger rectangle beneath it rattles a bit when shaken, and the items within far more whimsical and carefully packaged. One is a brilliant blue bottle with an equally brilliant blue liquid, labelled "HAIR DYE" in large block letters glazed onto the glass. Another is a small, cubed jewelry box wrapped in velvet containing a pair of amethyst earrings set in elaborate filigrees of silver and gold; they jingle with movement. The other items include an elaborate and polished ocarina carved from the tooth of a large animal, a bag of rough-cut gemstones, a watercolor painting set, a pair of immaculate punching gloves in padded leather, an Eorzean bestiary, and a porcelain tea set guarded by padding such that it is impossible to tell what it is without unwrapping several layers of silk and carved wooden dividers. Last but not least, a stuffed chocobo doll had been unceremoniously crammed into the last remaining corner of the box. The doll had been roughly made of bright yellow felt with large bronze buttons affixed to its head for eyes. The seams were unsteady and the attitude of the maker was clear in the item's construction; careful knots and weavings of frustrated determination, smooth patterns of hesitant confidence, and several sections of abandoned dissatisfaction where the cloth segments had been woven together not unlike a stitch in a wound. The letters "G.W." were sewn into the chocobo's back with orange yarn.
At the very bottom of the larger box is a sheet of folded parchment. It is mostly blank, except for a few sentences written in elaborate cursive.
"One handful per fulm of hair. Dye washes off after roughly one cycle. Lather in hands, grasp locks, wash gently. Blue would look good.
The chocobo is a reply to the Starlight Festival. Sewing is hard. One of the buttons may come off. Don't ask me to repair clothes.
To stand in twilight is to witness the beauty of both day and night.
The stars may blind those who dwell in darkness.
The sun may cast eternal shadows upon those who bask in light.
I thought I wanted you to join my side.
But what I wanted was to be able to go to yours.
may you forever have the strength to defend what you believe
N.L."