To Epitaph

[Knot]

A folded note is left in the Mysterium's wing of the Circle of Creation, addressed to Epitaph and sealed with a piece of clear scotch tape.

Epitaph, I hope you don't mind the note. I try and avoid the internet, it's a distraction. So when we first met you suggested raised the idea of a meeting, to talk about things without everyone else sticking their noses in? While I'm settling in I'm checking in irregularly and getting to know our wing of the building, if you wanted to meet up here one day I can arrange to be here whenever. It's not like I need to worry about a job.

-Knot

[Cayce]

Shall I open the scene?

[Epitaph]

Dear Knot,


I am pleased that you are interested in conversing further. I prefer to discuss matters of sufficient gravity after the sun has set. Would you be willing to meet me at 8pm on Thor's Day? Please put the feather of a carrion bird atop this note if you agree.


Or, attach another note with clear plastic tape.


Sincerely, Priestess of the Deathly Realm,
-Epitaph

[Knot]

It takes a little bit of time to find a crow, then catch a crow, and pluck one of it's feathers.

But soon enough there is a freshly plucked crow's feather left on the note.