Lauren,

Been some months since we spoke. I have that Davy Rick guy's bust hanging above my fireplace. Some of my house guests swear his beady eyes follow you around the room, and that his eyes swear revenge. Must have something to do with that seed we took from his cold, dead body, or perhaps there's something more to the story, something you may have left out. That's what this letter is about.

Anyways, onto business, I believe you spoke about three different seeds from some druid king after telling me about the druid enclaves. As far as I'm concerned, that seed is as much mine as it is yours as you were unable to keep it safe on your own... But being the fact that it's an important artifact to your people, I'm willing to let your enclave have it despite your lack of security. It should go without saying that this comes with some conditions.

What my party received as compensation wasn't really worth the effort, seeing as how I led the party to retrieve your enclave's treasure I request further compensation. Not in the form of currency, you see, but an offer. Someone in your position who was saved by my very presence in scaring off that Rick guy when I arrived is entitled to know more about what happened and to make a small request.

I speak on behalf of my party members as well, and being that you are the most educated among your kind regarding history, and I am the most educated among my party, I have a few questions and one further proposition.

One, how does one become a druid king?
Two, would the second coming of a druid king potentially a threat of some sort?
Three, can the druid king or the druids in general conjure a worthy foe? We bested the spirits of your enclave and were imbued with their power for a time, but where did they come from and why were they sealed in such a manner? I of course speak of the Fire Spriggan, the Nereid, and the Moss Indrik. Were these constructs, or did they possess a will of their own?
Four, have the druid enclaves ever tried planting the seeds? In what manner?
Five, should the need ever arise, you ought to have a recall spell to my home to deliver me the seed. As I have wrested the seed from the hands of those who would see harm to the world, I can be trusted to safeguard such an artifact. I have quite the guarded collection of artifacts, in fact, but I would see that this artifact is hidden away from the world until such time comes that it is needed, which seems to be something your enclave attempted to do but failed at until I showed up.

Included in this parcel you will find the head of that werebear I killed for you. Hard to say if he was corrupted by its power, or if he was corrupted before receiving its power, but it's safe to say that this artifact is dangerous in unprotected hands during these times. I, on the other hand, have dealt with as many dangerous artifacts as my peer Divayth Fyr, who I expect will be paying you a visit before long, though I would expect him to either collect the seed for study or dispell its enchantments, with or without your permission. Such is his nature. This is a reminder, that you and your enclave put the seed into the wrong hands and were nearly wiped out because of it, and I doubt that you are able to withstand forces who would take it unwillingly. I would leave it untampered with, until such time comes that it is needed, and would return it once your people have proper security measures. Again, remember that Lyam and more of your people would be dead had I not arrived when I did, and I have no doubt that you would be dead as well.

I leave you with a test. If you cannot bear the sight of the reminder sealed within the parcel, then you should leave the seed in my very capable hands for the immediate future.