Any of those after the Ernas's heads could hire a mercenary Beast like Gadorf to do the dirty work for them. Faluel wouldn't let a stranger in her home nor the letter reach Quylla before examining it thoroughly.
"No way I'll entrust my hope and dreams to someone I just met. If you mess up, I'll be done for. Do you mind if I wait for her here?" Morok said.
"Yes, I do." Faluel snarled at Morok for taking the words out of her mind and saying them out loud. "Go away. When Quylla arrives, I'll tell her about you and then she can decide whether wants to call you or not."
"Yeah, right. If I had her contact rune, why the heck would I go through this hassle just for a goddamn letter? I'll speak slowly so you can understand. I only asked your permission out of courtesy. I'm not going to move from here." Morok sat on a rock and looked up at the brightening sky.
