Korrin Ataash here, with some news. I just received a care package from my company, which among other things, includes a shit-ton of maraas-lok. There's far more of it than I could ever possibly want, so I'm making it available to anyone who wants some. Consider this a parting gift, before I head out on assignment in a few days, so sooner is better if you're that interested.

Just so we're clear; it's strong, strong enough that even I treat it with caution. If you don't care about abusing your throat or remaining conscious for long, it's awesome. If you want something to savor, this isn't it. That's all the warning you're getting from me, though. I'm not your mother or your babysitter and as long as you're a consenting adult, that's all I care about.

Anyway, I'll be with the training dummies or in the ring. Come find me whenever.

[A written copy of this will be made for Taas and placed in his quarters for when he returns.]