Margaret has hired Otto to find her missing husband, Thomas.
Quintus let us know that Thomas is very dead...
Otto has sent a letter to Margaret advising that he has information about Thomas...
We are to meet her on 7 Gozran 4721 to discuss further.
The worn letter crackles in your hands, the stark black script of Margeret Oswald accusing not just your skills, but your very core. The silence she describes hangs heavy in the air. Thomas Oswald vanished without a trace with weeks swallowed by Kortos's unforgiving maw. His wife, a beacon of desperate hope clinging to the promise you made - to find him, to bring him back.
Frustration gnaws. Every dead end, every fruitless lead feels like another nail hammered into the coffin of her trust. The meager sum she scraped together, a testament to her dwindling hope, can weigh heavy. Yet, beneath the accusatory tone, a tremor of vulnerability pierces through. The "glimmer of hope" she clings to is a lifeline she desperately grasps.
But where to cast your line? The letter, accusatory in its missive, offers little solace. No new witnesses, no cryptic clues, just the raw ache of a wife's despair. Each alleyway, each darkened bar, could hold the answer, or another dead end.
The search for Thomas Oswald was far from over, but the silence in Margeret's letters had been broken. It was replaced by a different kind of silence, one filled with anticipation, with the promise of answers, and perhaps, even justice. The glimmer of hope, you realized, wasn't just for Margeret. It was for you, the one who refused to let the silence win.