Now that Razan noticed, there were two scrolls side by side. He read the first one...
To Razan of the guild Stormbreakers,
"So from What I have heard, it seems like Ashley has taken an interest in you, one thing, don't hurt her, or there may or may not be an enraged, partial Earth Elemental 19 year old girl at your guild, she'd do this from her own free will, besides, you seem like a good person, from what Moose said, otherwise, it's going to be an interesting time for you."
His Lordship,
Darryl Silver.
Razan sighed. He continued on to the next one.
Dear Razan,
I know that you may not be that fond of me at all, but that is okay. I have written this letter before I was sent to counter the Stormbreaker team at the mountains. I know that I will die. That’s why I am writing this, and not telling you in person. There is more to your story than meets the eye. From where you were taken. Your village. You need to know the truth, and I cannot bear no one telling you for much longer. I cannot risk the information spilling out from somewhere else, so I wrote this. I am sorry for all that I have done to you, and I am grateful that you made it out. Please take my advise.
A deceased member,
CrossBlade
Razan sat there for a long time, not moving. He knew that he shouldn’t, that it was the possibility of a trap, but his curiosity for whatever CrossBlade was talking about ringed in his head. He rolled up CrossBlades scroll, and headed out to the kitchen, and got himself some water, and sat in a chair....
Thinking of what he should do......