Letter for Calaedia, left with Poal Arden

[Squire]

*Randellis leaves this letter with Poal (the man in the market who sells apples) with the instruction to give it to the excitable wood-elf who buys more apples than the entire population of Phlan combined*

Hello Cal,

Where are you? Ralph misses you. My trip to Cormyr was great. Inna accepted my invitation, who would have beleived it? Anyway please drop by and let Ralph know you still draw breath. He's awfully worried...god only knows what trouble you get yourself into!

Yours,

Randellis.

p.s. I hope this letter finds you because if it doesn't then that can only mean one thing: you're dead! Well, either that or you've found an alternate supplier of apples.