one;

[unaccepted]

I see we have all been losing track of our things as of late. I suspect we should find whoever was given the role of Autolycus lest our community turn on each other. Which of us would go mad?

I am afraid, friends, I must report another stolen item. Items, rather! It seems that the few times I've entered a bar as of late, my drinks are taken. Yes, that is right. Every time I turn my head for a moment, they disappear. I am not normally one to complain, but an honest citizen can only stand so much.

If anyone can find these drinks or instead find the goodness in their heart replace my own, you will find me at The Frog Prince.

[ This is a complete and utter lie, but he thought he would give it a try. Signed: ] R.