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[degenere]

FORM: sending crystal
SENDER: Val de Foncé
RECIPIENT: Riftwatch
NOTES: unrelated to anything

A question of great importance: who is the most interesting person in Riftwatch?

I am composing a list, which I very easily could make alone. But that is not amusing. So, the winner of the list will of course receive a prize. An extra point will be awarded to a Rifter, quite obviously. Points deducted for, hm, [totally at random here,] let us say.... Wardens. I have nothing against them. Once I admired them! Then I had my sixth birthday, and I grew bored with them.

All suggestions will be considered.

Comments

[elegiaque]

It's a rite of passage they're quite proud of, de Fonce. None of them leave the Academie without a visit to the alienage. Not a fucking one of them doesn't know about it, so if they didn't have the stomach, nor do they have any balls not to stand next to murderers the rest of their worthless lives. Chevaliers are either murderers, cowards, or both.

[degenere]

[ok...............]

A damning statement. But surely more would be made of this 'rite', if this were true. If it were an annual event. It cannot be a secret.

[elegiaque]

You're mixing up your common. Secret, like secrète, means hidden information perhaps known only to a few. We're talking about easily found, common knowledge that doesn't interest you.

( or gwenaëlle, until the elves ground underfoot were her sisters. )

But since chevaliers apparently do, why don't you ask him about it?

[degenere]

[With a touch more irritation than he would want to show--]

I am not mixing up my common. [How dare.] I mean to say that it cannot be terribly common, or else there would surely be much wringing of hands over it, and instead this is the first I have heard of this claim.

But I think that I shall ask him and see what he says, and then tell you when you prove to have exaggerated.

[elegiaque]

Go ahead, de Fonce. Ask him.

( coolly. )

I would love to know what he says.

[degenere]

And I will be pleased to tell you, madame, once I have learned it.

[byotch]

[elegiaque]

Yes, ( just as unpleasantly satisfied as informing him she's ilde sauvageon, ) I'm certain.