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When we first landed, the locals distrusted us, and had wardens keep us in the refuge. Luckily, their first commander, Cyriac Leighton, made certain we were not mistreated. Times have changed, and he's been transferred, but I want to give him this letter of thanks.
Upon completion
A letter from Attis Resta? Oh yes, I remember him. I appreciate his gratitude, but I did what any decent man would do. The refugees were starving and sick. They needed aid, so I supplied it.