Nibbled to Death by Ducks.

Lilandrin the Lionessto Mercy, Maid of the East

Dear Mercy,

I attacked ya cause you were out of a city storeroom, and that in itself warrants enough

excitment for the long trip to that backwater village you call home. Just your plain

bad luck that you got shipped, and mine that I missed the fact that you were trundling

along a cart that I forgot to pick up. Darn.


Written by my hand on the 13th of Cloudburst, in the year 959.