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Crystal

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Gela, in the early evening
RECIPIENT: Youse guys
NOTES: Do go on ☺️

(Cheerfully, in a bright voice that is Nevarran eventually, after one parses through the vocal funk,) Hello!

My name's Gela Baynrac and I'm a bit new. I've spent round about a month here now- I think, haven't been countin'- but I belong to your wonderful Diplomacy division, and I've got a favour to ask of you all.

Any gossip about? Maybe what you're lookin' forward to in the next month, or anythin' curious overheard while visitin' our neighbours– that kind of thing. It's part of our job to keep records, and mine, as you can imagine, are sparse. So if you've heard anythin' especially delicious lately, I'd love to know about it too.

Naturally, the office is always open for reports if you don't wish to speak aloud! Go well.

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Ravens lie all the time, but not about shiny things.

I have to admit, I wasn't expectin' a tip off for buried treasure.

That's what's interesting. He left it there that night, then came back to get it in the morning.

(gasp)

Oh, that is interestin'. Do you get most of your gossip from ravens?

Of course. Ravens and cats. Cats are notorious.

[Wolves are worse. Nothing happens in a wolf pack without everyone knowing.]

I will consider you my agent on the ground, then, if you don't mind.

Not at all.

But I don't come cheap.

(sigh!) It's to be expected.

What are your rates?

Blueberries. As many as you can find.

(Gela makes a pbbpbpft sound,) I think I can incorporate it.

Your favourite treat?

No, that would be chocolate.

But blueberries make excellent pancakes.

(Rifter-speak? She's been warned of this.) I'll take you on your word for both counts, Jude.

Are you another one who hasn't tried pancakes?

[Pained.]

M'afraid so.

Come to the kitchen on Sunday morning. Bring berries.

(Intriguing!) Aye aye.

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