FORM: crystal
SENDER: Benedict Artemaeus
RECIPIENT: everyone
NOTES: this is the prelude to a hideous player plot which I will be inflicting upon you towards the end of January/beginning of February. do not forget about it. sleep with one eye open
Uh-- good afternoon,
[a familiar voice sounds over the crystal, one seldom heard
starting topics rather than offering the occasional commentary, and true to form there is an anxious edge to his greeting.]
I'm sorry to. Do this, but it seems some correspondence had, ah, gotten pushed to the bottom of a pile of things I was moving offices, and I just found it, so I'd-- I'd have warned you, if, um,
[wrap it up Benedict, you're rambling,]
--well you see, there's a playwright who wants to, [scanning the letter again] ...write a play about Riftwatch, who's sending some scribes to interview the company, and we probably could have told them to get lost, but the thing about that is, ah, the, ah, letter is at least a month old.
And, [spoken with a deeply reluctant air,] based on this, they're... already on the way. And will be arriving, um.
Soon.
[he clears his throat.]
Sorry.