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[There is a certain Princess sleeping with her arms on the table in the main area of the inn. On the table there is a jar of ink and a feather in it, along with a rather interesting list in neat ink. Near the end it seems to be messily trailing off, as the Princess seemed too sleepy to finish it. If you can pry it from under her arms, you might see the whole thing.
She nuzzles her cheek into the paper, and mutters something not unlike, 'Father'..
Trolling is encouraged. Along with snickering.]