*On two pieces of smudged and wrinkly paper, obviously well-worn and possibly from the bottom of a very messy bag, written in pale purple writing that smells vaguely of grapes--possibly grape juice as ink?*

Trading the things I find! Do you like leaves and twigs and berries? To use or to keep? I will trade for them in Cordor for things or coins or both!

When I am here.

Signed,
Bubbles

*she has drawn bubbles up from her name that decorate the pages, and darned if they don't look like they've moved around each time the paper is looked at anew; if torn down, they do not reappear*

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