“Oh yes,” Karl said, though his expression was rather bland as he thought back on his brief visit to the temple of the Sunblessed. “She gave me this.”
He opened his satchel and drew out a letter, rolled into a tight scroll.
“This letter should prove who I am, and my business here on your ship.”
He held the paper towards Mariner, his expression now one of annoyance.
“I really shouldn’t have to do this if we really were invited by the same person, you know. Some better planning should have been done…”
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