Crystal

[sprent]

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.

Comments

[hornswoggle]

Oh?

But not enough to employ our abilities to your benefit.

[exsecutus]

I know how to ask for help when I want it.

[He doesn't.]

Or need it.

[Still doesn't.]

[hornswoggle]

Of course.

[ doubt ]

But we must consider the benefits of smoothing the process, so you hardly need think about it before the information is provided to you.

[exsecutus]

Sounds innovative. And a level of skill far beyond most of our number, may the Maker bless them all.

[cozen]

[ Cheerfully, because inter-division competition is fun, or should be: ]

Don’t you have a patch of mud you should be searching for tracks?

[exsecutus]

[Sounds gross.]

I can multitask.

[hornswoggle]

Surely this is why the Maker granted us your presence in our ranks.

[exsecutus]

I feel sick enough today. Don't make it worse.

[hornswoggle]

These are the costs of being so exceptionally gifted, I suppose.

[exsecutus]

Mm.

And hungover.

[hornswoggle]

I've heard the two go hand in hand.

[exsecutus]

I can't imagine that's true.