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~39 AD

Tindrem, Arena Fatalis district, southeast corner, under a stone gazebo on a table.

Mortalitas

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J,

M is making a bet on the other combatant. Not the Fabernumite, but the one grabbed from the outskirts of Meduli!

He asked me not to tell you this, but I had to say something as it concerns me greatly. Our families are in good standing, so perhaps that is why he told me? I know his father has hinted to my father's brother about the idea of M and I marrying.

I thought it only right to tell you that last week I saw him handing out handfuls of coins to none other than the sticky-fingered darlings you look after. What moves is he making? Everyone knows he is two-faced, especially after what he said about you at the celebration in the gardens last year.

He is careless, his plan may only work because of his father's deep pockets. We will have to be smart about this or he will be exceptionally hard to beat if all of his resources are going into the Medulian.

Let me know what you plan,

D

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