crystal; ota

[aberratic]

FORM: Sending crystal
SENDER: Ness Tavane (tadfool)
RECIPIENT: Errbody

[ the sending crystal comes on, and a feminine voice clears their throat; she is clearly entirely new to this, and perhaps to public speaking in general, but she wants to make a good impression!! ]

Hello, Riftwatch. My name is Ennaris Tavane, I'm a recent arrival to your organization. If Ennaris is a mouthful, Ness will also do! I wanted to introduce myself, and I also have a request, should anyone be willing to assist me.

I've joined the Diplomacy division [ cuz damn do y'all seem to be the most in need of bodies ] and am eager to get my feet beneath me as far as work there goes. I can read and write with proficiency, and am an excellent note taker, should those skills be of use to anyone. I... can scribe, [ said with all the enthusiasm of someone admitting to being physically capable of mucking out the stables, yes, but— ] though my real skill lies in research and compilation of disparate sources of information. I'm happy to offer my assistance to anyone who needs it while I suss out what jobs need doing and where my skills would best be applied.

As for my request, I was hoping there might be someone—or even multiple someones—who would be willing to tutor me in history. I have several gaps in my knowledge, and would prefer to fill them in as quickly as possible. Please feel free to reply back to me here, on the crystal, or to get with me privately if you're interested. We can discuss compensation, though I admit I've not got a terribly deep purse at the moment.

Erm. Thank you for your attention. Have a good day? Binder's knots, feels like I'm talking to air...

Comments

[wythersake]

He distributes an internal tract. More to the point, he lives in the city, owns a press, and keeps any number of interesting friends,

[ "the poors" ]

Who I am certain he'd be pleased to add to.

[aberratic]

I don't know that I qualify as interesting, but perhaps I'll clear Mssr. Bastien's bar nonetheless. He has a crystal of his own, or shall I seek him out the old fashioned way?

Oh, forgive me, goodsir—I don't believe I got your name.

[wythersake]

Enchanter Isaac. A pleasure, etcetera —

Bastien has a crystal, and an office here; I recommend either before hunting him down at home, unless your interests extend to architectural deconstruction. Lowtown has looked prettier.

[ like, not by a lot. kirkwall before the attacks was still kirkwall ]

[aberratic]

[ oh, "et cetera", okay. pleasantries optional with the enchanter, noted. ]

Well, anything can be interesting when approached from the right perspective... But I do take your point, I'll try the crystals and his office first.

As to the Circles, would you happen to have any free time available in the next, er, [ hang on, you don't say tenday here, what was the word— ] week or two? I would very much like to hear about them, both their history and the conditions I might expect to be subject to after the war.

[wythersake]

Quite. Drop by any evening between — oh, ten and six, I'll be in the Infirmary, or the Acquisitions office. Or dead in a ditch, I suppose, but I'm trying this new thing called optimism. Très avant-gardiste.

[aberratic]

[ more notes, tray ahvawn'-gahrd-eestuh. spelling is almost certainly wrong, but perhaps repeating it to someone else will at least get her a language family to look to for meaning. ]

There is a philosophy that envisioning a future can help make it so; we will envision you alive in the ditch, if you must find yourself in one. Thank you for your time, Enchanter, I'll seek you out before too long.