Brutin looked over the plain envelope and then looked up at Philodus. "What have we here?" He said as he opened it, the seal in wax on the outside already having announced the writer to him.

Brutin,

Greetings and I hope this missive finds you in capable health. I know it has been a great many years since I last spoke to you and after retiring from slaving in the Association I took up a small kingdom. Well, a barony but the King is distant and I do as I please. However, I border another nation run by a sinister man named the Dolfane. He has gathered an army and there is talk he will march East, up through the passes that border our land and invade me. I have no army adequate with which to stand against him, however, his people are fair, energetic and have produced good slaves in the past. I seek your assistance in trade for slaves legally taken on the campaign. I once aided you, now I seek yours.

Gemmus Galra

Added to the letter was a small set of directions. Brutin sat back and then looked up at Philodus who watched him calmly.

Fetch Hex, we march