Concerned Letter

I gave Vertos the rundown.

Goods aren't coming in like before and those Dobavion snakes won't shut up.

"Incompetent, not in the contract"—they babble as if they're the boss. I'm done listening.

Vertos seemed serious, maybe already scheming something. I'd change hunting points, but rumor control in Stargazer Village is a mess. Supplies are dry.

At this rate, we'll have to bow down to those snakes...over my dead body.

Any bright ideas?