A Letter to Sister Raenira

To Sister Raenira,
by way of The Shield in Heraldsport,
 
I have received news related to your visit to Dyramar in mid-Summer. I cannot recall if we related this detail, but during our visit to the robing chamber, we found a signet ring with a hunting fox crest in the pocket of a robe. (Sketch in margin.) At the time, this meant nothing to us, but an acquaintance has written me that this is the crest of the Ilvasser family of Northweyr, sworn to High Lord Honera. While I trust his word without hesitation, his letter spent many weeks unattended in a tavern owner's neglected desk and shows signs of opening. So the words of the letter may not reflect the words of the man, and the ownership of the crest should be verified.
 
Possibly unrelated, I would also draw attention to any patrons of agents known as Novia The Keen, and Kurta The Blunt. If they are known to you, I would appreciate learning who set their directives this Summer. If it was the Ilvassers or a close ally, I have significantly more to relate. But the world is large, and the sharp and the dull may have nothing to do with our mutual concern.
 
As the weather will soon be a hindrance to venturing into hostile territory, I believe I can offer you some faces never seen in Northweyr, if they would be useful as hands and eyes to help sort the good grain from the moldy chaff.
 
Yours in faith,
Brother Prospit Trima
Keep Dyramar
59th of Autumn, 117YS