To my honourable patron,
As per your instruction, my lord, I have arrived in the city of Solitude aboard the chartered vessel The Glorious Wave and have procured lodgings in the local inn. As it was nightfall when we arrived, I will postpone interviewing the local populace about their experiences with the Dragonborn until tomorrow.
I have also taken care to conceal my vessel's point of origin as you advised, my lord. While I must confess that I did not initially understand the relevance of this, I have long since seen the wisdom of your words. Our welcome to this land was as warm as the ice in the harbor, as there were armed soldiers on the docks waiting to accept us. It was only through the use of the documents you provided us with that we received permission to set moor and head into land. I thank you greatly for your foresight in this matter, my lord. I do not think I would have fared well in the care of the Stormcloaks without it.
I would also like to take this opportunity to thank you once again for funding this endeavor. Without patrons such as yourself, how would history ever remember its greatest heroes save through the lies of the bards? (Please forgive me this pun, my lord.) After all, it is only through the written word that a mortal man may achieve immortality. It is my most fervent hope that my research here will help you do just that in your efforts to chronicle the deeds of the hero of our time.
Indeed, even as I write this letter I can overhear the chatter of the other patrons of this establishment talk of one of his local adventures: the exorcism of Potema. While of course I do not lend much credence to such tales, they do provide me with some interesting venues of investigation. Lord Falk and the High Lady Elisif in particular seem to be likely sources of information in this matter. I shall petition them for their time first thing tomorrow. Until then, I hope you will forgive me if I retire for now, and begin again when I have rested.
Faithfully yours,
Lavaemion of Alinor