Letter from Old Olnar

Duncan Everett,
Hope this letter finds you with all your important bits still attached. I'm a little greyer and missing another toe, but still the same old Olnar. I heard you were working for the Duke Kadmos as part of his Order of the Griffin, so I sent this little letter there. Of course if you are reading this than I suppose I heard right, and why I wrote that out, I have no idea. Never been a man of letters.
Anyway, I have found the perfect job. Honestly, I couldn't ask for much more. Fighting, coin, free brew and as many wenches as I please. On top of all that, minimal risk to life. Oh I get a few new scars from time to time, but nothing vital. 
You and I are getting on in years, no use denying it. But you are also capable and smart, something that would work out great in this job. So how about you come down and find out more. If you know anyone else who might be up for a bit of rough and tumble (and some magical trickery) then bring them along. If they like money, fighting and brew they will get along fine with me.
It will take a voyage to the Eerie Isles. Hey they aren't that bad. Stupid name if you ask me. Hitch a ride with a capable captain and go to Alo island. There is only port town there. Seek out The Cracked Coconut tavern. Word will get to me (of you'll find me there). 
I hope we can work together again, like the old days.
Old Olnar Bluebeard