Sending Crystal

[lifeofendurance]

FORM: Sending Crystal
SENDER: Aleron Darton
RECIPIENT: The Inquisition
WHAT: Al's Mama has sent an unwanted gift. He wants to give it away.
WHEN: Nowish, but wiggleroom for responses
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: Nuglets. Mama is trying to teach him how to diplomacy. Ahahahahaha. Fail.

[That squeaking sound? That's the sound of a crate of nuglets. Eight nug babies to be precise. Over the top of it can be heard Aleron grousing under his breath: Maker and I thought the dresses were bad.]

It appears I have come into the possession of a crate of nugs, which I am to 'distribute as I see fit'?

[Quiet muttered grumbling as he tries reading the note again and sweet Andraste has Mama gone mad?]

Honestly, Mother, how am I to know what... 'prized pets with darling outfits'? Why?

There is attire of some sort for the nugs if that is of any interest. They'll be in the Gallows for anyone who wants them.

Comments

[justice_is_blond]

No one has dignity. People pretend at it, make claims at it, but it's an elusive matter. And I've... spent time around a corpse before. Taking tea with him was fairly unpleasant.

[inagutterson]

The fuck were you doing with a corpse? You don't sound Nevarran, they're the only ones with business drinking with corpses unless you're a mercenary and someone wants proof of death.

[Rich people are really really weird.]

[justice_is_blond]

[And here's the point where a silly anecdote becomes a headache.]

It wasn't by choice. A spirit ended up in a corpse and they decided I should babysit it and reattach what bits fell off that it needed if it was going to keep swinging a sword.

[inagutterson]

I can't write this back in a letter to the company. [You know that particular complaining not of the early twenty-something? You're hearing that.] It'll be all 'Yngvi did you trip over some of the gaatlok barrels that're still lurking somewhere' or 'I know we don't say much about the elfroot but we're saying something about the elfroot'. Gunnar's an alchemist and he'll still say all that.

[justice_is_blond]

Or you write back to them anyway and be smug in knowing that you know more than them in this.

[He's used to this sort of complaining. He's done this sort of complaining, so it's easy to joke along with.]

By the time they actually start saying something about the elfroot they've been thinking it for a time, you know. Gunnar may have some recommendations.