Dear Captain Vex, you miserable lout,
I have been allowing you and your sorry bunch free rein to run goods across my land while my guards turn a blind eye, very graciously so.
This was done due to the promise we made regarding compensation for my generosity, generosity you seem to not appreciate as of late.
Undead and bandits swarm our borders, and the coin you supply helps keep the way in and out of the swamps safe for all, your crew included. It would be very unfortunate if you were to take advantage of my kindness, now wouldn't it?
In fact, if you don't pay me by next week's time, I can't guarantee my guards will continue to be so "unaware" of your dealings in the region. They might very well discover your little operation and crack down the full might of the southern border on your empty heads, and I would be woefully unable to stop them.
You don't want that, and I would hate to see that happen. So how about you just pay me what you owe me, and I won't have to make an example of you and everyone you work with.
Oh, and I appear to have misplaced my key to the jails, so your men there will just have to sit tight for the time being. I'll be sure to let them know just what an upstanding business partner their captain is.
Regards,
Cole Balor, Captain of the Southern Fortress
P.S. Don't make me write to you again. You know what could happen if I do.
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