Everyone pay attention. This is important.

[ The background to this late-evening message is a bit of wind, a bit of snoring from something with lungs bigger than a human's/elf's/etc. The accent is a little unusual—predominately Rivaini, but with a touch of the Qun in the vowels and an echo of elven lilt. The speaker is not identified, because if people don't know her by now, that's their fault. ]

We need nicknames. We can't be a motley collection of rogues and renegades without nicknames.