Corey Van Zandt
Sircorwin at hotmail.com
Mon Nov 21 12:56:55 PST 2005
As the cold winds from the North blow through the branches, I find
that my cloak has wandered off. It's a friendly cloak, and quite
warm, and has offered it's hospitality has been offered and accepted
by many a chilled lady.
It is a hooded cloak made of black cotton velvet with a burgundy
flannel lining and a black rope frog for the clasp. Being a man of
large girth, the cloak is rather large and warm.
If my cloak went home with you, could you please write me and let me
know, so that I can arrange for its return? I will be attending
Bordermarch's Autumn Melees, and as those who watch the signs for
weather point to a beautiful, albeit cold, weekend, I would very much
appreciate the return of my cloak.
My thanks for your time and patience.
In service to the dream with a song in my heart, I am
HL Gerald of Leesville
A bard of Stargate
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