Important Merchants Meeting Wednesday

*When you awake from your sleep, you notice a parchment laying next to your head.*

Ask no questions, just know you are asked to attend a meeting tommorow at 9:15pm EST. If you are contacted around that time, please try to attend.

Sylvaswift peruses the parchment carefully and growls softly. Aggressively he screws up the message and throws it into the dimming fire within his room, the parchment flares up and the fire finds life briefly. Groaning loudly the muscular black Khajiit flops back down onto his bed cursing in several tongues.

"That cursed lizard and his important meetings!"

Mo'jahi slowly awakens from his slumber and goes to work on his new idea for a new strain of Skooma. He notices a small piece of parchment lying near with the notation 9:15 or something similar. Thinking that that were his measurements of the day before, Ice-Eye continues on experimenting and adds the appropriate ratio of the two substances to the flask. *BOOM*, the flask emits a loud noise and breaks apart. It gets all over the place and starts eating away at all of his papers. Luckily Mo'jahi quickly reads the parchment again and while slapping his face, gets the message.

"Qa'Han, why do you have to mess up my perfectly organized papers every time!"