Late at night when all the towns folk are tired of sifting through the tavern and noone is about, a cloaked figure moves through the shadows and gently places a piece of parchment on the post.
The figure then steps away quietly and walks into the dark woods.
The parchment has a crude picture of a bottle on it with a few words written beneath.
The words read: "Xavier, well done. Your bottle is no longer empty..... come empty it"
walks past the note and the picture catches his eye. "Strange way to tell this Xavier being that his bottle has been refilled. Oh well. Beings in this town are strange." He then walks away.