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To the leader o' the Orcs
Ever
Greetins. As ya know, yer men feel I'm too close to yer lands. I'd like to ask ya personally if there's anythin' I can do to keep this land. I'd like to open an inn, fer homes fer me mates 'n those needin' homes. I'm not a fighter, I don't want to do anneh fightin'. I'm not lookin' fer trouble. I respect you, yer mates, n' yer land. I'll try to keep my tennents doin' the same, should ya allow me to stay. If ya don't want me to stay, I'll go peacefully. (You'll just need to give me some time to move all my stuff out and change the mountain back to normal.) Thank ya fer readin' this: -Signed, Ever, the Drunken Dwarf. That mount, ober ther.