* An masked Ynnwn dressed in a simple, black and white suit walks into Kada El's, straightly headed towards the suggestion box. Casually, he slides a slip of paper into the chest:
Dear sir/madam/gemma.
I would like to stage a small comedic performance on your masquerade ball. Please get back to me with a place and time where we can meet to discuss details.
[The paper mentions a means to contact the author without revealing how to find him.]
Regards,
Falc LorĂȘt [<- the signature is clearly readable]
* The disguised man turns and swiftly leaves the tavern again.