Dearest Irm,
Today Ingfred the Tall had another job, so I'll be down here a little longer. He wanted me to look for ore samples out in some caverns we haven't surveyed. I had to be careful he didn't follow me. I think he was hoping to "accidentally" run into me out here, skeever scum that he is. Between him and that lovesick Kelbarn, I get too much attention. Like I haven't noticed either of them ogling me. But nothing could distract me from my lady, right Irm?
Anyway I found some good samples. I'll deliver them back to Dusktown and, after I take care of a few more things, make for the surface. With luck, we'll be sharing a bed in a week or two!
Your Inguya.
PS. Don't cut your hair! I love the soft touch of it.
