The first, second and third Witchspotters Note are three notes written by a group of Witchhunters which describe the burial of Lady Grey's Legs, Body and Head. They each can be found during the Fable II quest, Love Hurts. Each note has a one-star rating and a base value of 5 Gold.
Location of Notes[]
All notes appears along with three different body parts of Lady Grey during the Love Hurts quest.
First Witchspotters Note[]
Found in a dig spot in the Hobbe Cave along with Lady Grey's Lower Lower Body.
Second Witchspotters Note[]
Found in a standing coffin in Twinblade's Tomb along with Lady Grey's Upper Body.
Thrid Witchspotters Note[]
Found in a sarcophagas in Lady Grey's Tomb along with Lady Grey's Lower Head.
Contents of Note[]
First Witchspotters Note[]
On this spot, the Witchspotters of Albion did bury the lower limbs of one Lady Grey, formerly Mayor of Bowerstone, and certified enchantress and seductress. We lost two of our members to surprise hobbe attacks as we explored the deepest corridors of this cave. The names of these brave men we shall remember always. Just as soon as we've waited to wash off the hobbe dung under which we buried a piece of the foul witch. Never shall she rise again.
Second Witchspotters Note[]
On this spot, the Witchspotters of Albion did conceal the torso of one Lady Grey, formerly Mayor of Bowerstone, and certified enchantress and seductress. There can be no more fitting location than the tomb of the infamous bandit, Twinblade. May their foul, tormented souls be locked forever within these walls. We salute the fallen Witchspotter comrades who so valiantly fought hordes of Hollow Men with nothing but pencils and small notebooks to make Albion safer.
Third Witchspotters Note[]
On this spot, the Witchspotters of Albion did bury the head of one Lady Grey, formerly Mayor of Bowerstone, and certified enchantress and seductress. Oh, how those beautiful, glassy eyes stared at us as we condemned them to eternity in this hallowed, underground chamber that she had the temerity to name after herself. Unnerving clicking sounds echo all around us and the sand seems to writhe with life. Dear Avo, I hope it's not beetles...