[It's a few days late, but an intricately carved wooden box finds its way into Pinch of Sage, a handwritten note on parchment paper set on top of it. Inside the box, on a dark violet velvet cushion is a dagger, the black leather hilt and blade engraved with intricate knot work.]
Harpy,
Happy Twwelfth Perigree's Evve. You had better put this to good use. I didn't wwaste good money on you to let this gather dust.
--Eridan
[His name is signed with a flourish and a rather decorative spade.]
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Harpy,
Happy Twwelfth Perigree's Evve. You had better put this to good use. I didn't wwaste good money on you to let this gather dust.
--Eridan
[His name is signed with a flourish and a rather decorative spade.]