A letter recieved by a citizen of Stormhaven

Hail and well met, Noble Friend,

I am Lord Ezegor the Magnificent, Archmage of Brell, Master of the Seven Sapphires, and Holder of the Unseen Grimoire. Though we have not met in person, I write to you in utmost confidence and with tidings of immense fortune.

Through visions granted to me by the Oracle of Cinders, your name was revealed as the fated beneficiary of a most rare and precious opportunity. By my unmatched arcane prowess, I am prepared to invoke the legendary Wish spell on your behalf — a spell of such potency that kings have perished seeking it. With but a single utterance, I can alter reality itself to bring you unimaginable wealth, eternal youth, mastery of dragons, or dominion over realms.

However, as is customary in Brell, great magic demands rare and costly components. To perform the ritual safely and without deviation (for the consequences of an imperfect Wish are most dire), I require a modest sum of 1,500 gold pieces to procure the needed astral salts, diamond dust, and moonwater.

Transfer of this sum can be discreetly arranged through my trusted courier, Sister Malra of the Gilded Scroll. Upon receipt, I shall perform the casting forthwith, and you shall awaken to a life beyond mortal dreams.

Do not tarry, for cosmic alignments shift swiftly, and opportunity may be lost.

Awaiting your favorable reply beneath Brell’s Sapphire Spire,
Lord Ezegor the Magnificent
City of Brell

“Reality is but parchment. Gold is the ink.”