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The morning of the fourth day for Linderne began with the news that she had received a letter addressed to her. Most likely, someone was interested in the application she had left at the workers' guild. To be honest, the sorceress hadn't expected this to happen so quickly, as she had planned to spend her free days exploring the capital. But, it seemed, the rumors were true – Airisufir was indeed in need of helping hands. However, the moen didn't rush to rejoice – first, she needed to read the letter. After all, she could be wrong, and the letter might be addressed to her for some other, currently unknown, reason. Or, if her initial assumption was correct, the job itself might not be to her liking. And, rather than guessing, it was easier to spend a few minutes reading it.
Reading the mail.