To: His Excellency, Marquis Orias, Lord of 30 Legions
Your Grace, I entreat you to please return to me my manliness and self-confidence, recently lost due to an extended spate of unemployment. So that I will refrain from posts that fish for compliments like a 12-year-old girl.
In return, I shall once again offer the services of my muse, Astrumada, for the length of sundown to sun-up.
This time, however, you pay out before she does. Deliver to me my request before Walpurgisnacht, and I will send her unto thee. It is in your best interest to do this sooner than latter, the nights aren’t getting any longer.
The magus,
I/III/I