( OPEN ) | COMPLAINTS

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FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Sidony Venaras
RECIPIENT: The Inquisition
WHAT: Complaints box!
WHEN: Now
WHERE: In her rooms
NOTES: N/A

I have been tasked with addressing recent complaints and, well. I'm not sure what to make of any of this, truly. Have things hit such dire straights?

[ There's a shuffle of papers as Sidony begins to read. ]

'The wine is very bad'. Yes, well, ser, you get what you pay for. Perhaps you ought to dig a little deeper and purchase wine that does not affront your tongue? Either that or make some arrangements to have it imported. I'm sure Orlais would adore the business, with things as they are. Where there's a will there's a way, wouldn't you say?

[ Clearly, Sidony is not going to be the most tender of people when it comes to Inquisitorial complaints.

Then there's a soft sound of frustration. ]

I'm not even sure I can read this one. I think that if someone wishes to submit a complaint they should make it legible first, don't you? I can at least try, since it seemed so dearly important - If you are to steel - steal, I think? - cloths... Steal from the rich next time. Is this really something worth the complaints box? Try the guards next time, that might get you somewhere. Or lock your doors.

[ Muffled: Ser Pizzicagnolo, I thought this box was for legitimate complaints? A scoff, until finally - ]

Whoever requested an assistant for the Seneschal, consider yourself in luck. I have taken the task of complaints from his hands today, so that he might focus his attention elsewhere. You're quite welcome. Of course, if you wish to leave other complaints you might find it in it's usual place.

Comments

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I'm sure he would enjoy having a little less work to do.

[ Poor poor guy. ]

We would make short work of it, surely.

[hornswoggle]

How else do you spend your time, Sidony? Surely this is not the only demand on it.

[indissection]

Of course not. I am the Head Surgeon in the Infirmary.

[hornswoggle]

[ ah. ]

I suppose I'm very fortunate not to have first hand knowledge of that.

[ one surgery has been enough thanks. ]

[indissection]

Some would say so, yes. If you ever were to be in that position, however, I have a very caring hand.

[hornswoggle]

I don't doubt it. But if I am in the position to need a surgeon again, I think—

[ it's rude to say "i'd rather die thanks" hm. ]

Well, suffice to say I'm planning on avoiding the possibility.

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[ Rude. ]

I hope so as well. I do not long for patients, no matter how useful I am to be.

[hornswoggle]

[ look u lose one limb and u get skittish ]

Is that what brought you here? Hoping to be useful?

[indissection]

Of course. I would like to help people.

[hornswoggle]

That's extremely generous of you.

[ skepticism ]

Were you head surgeon elsewhere before this?

[indissection]

I was not, no.

[hornswoggle]

Can I ask what you were doing?

[indissection]

Studying, of course.

[hornswoggle]

I see.

Well, I'm reassured to know you're on hand if I or my men ever have a need.

[ pirates do need good surgeons, it's a whole thing. ]

[indissection]

Gladly, for anything that you might need.

[hornswoggle]

I may take you up on that.

[ and casually disconnects his crystal HE'LL BE BACK TO DRAG YOU TO OSTWICK NEW BUDDY ]