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[Yuthirin]

Oh, no. Sorry. I'll be reusing the power. in order to reply.

[Anastasia]

Which power are you using, precisely? You went over the 25 word limit of standard sending.

[Yuthirin]

Correspond. I can revise if needed. Must have miscounted.

[Anastasia]

Go ahead and revise.

[Yuthirin]

'I'm Tryll. I'm a giant sentient incorporeal squid. If you don't know who you are, then we have a new set of problems.'

[Anastasia]

'I already find this sending conversation tiresome. Establish a faster means of talking.'

[Yuthirin]

'He seems very grumpy.' Tryll tells the rest of the group.

[Anastasia]

"Archmage," Dana says, "Since aren't all sages fucking archmages?"

Benyen sits back, "Not all of them. I've met a few who were holy men." HE rubs his chin, "Like the one who got stuck on that mountain and I had to save. Never thought I'd ride a fire giant down a mountainside."

[Yuthirin]

"That sounds like a story!" Calleigh says, now dangling from the lamp by her toes.

Meanwhile, Tryll tries again with the Correspondence. 'Could we meet? Would like to have an honest discussion regarding the heart rubies.'

[Anastasia]

'Heart rubies? Explain.' Is the answer Tryll gets.

[Yuthirin]

Another Correspond is manifested. 'It's rather a long story, I'm afraid. I have a friend who could probably explain it better than I could. Would you care to meet?'

[Anastasia]

'Give me a location, an agent will meet you who can speak in my name.'

Meanwhile Dana watches, while Miranda finishes her breakfast and says, "Let me know if we'll have time to train this morning or not, Tryll."

[Yuthirin]

Another one. 'Would Brightwater work?'

[Anastasia]

'Fine. When and where?'

[Yuthirin]

Another one. 'Tomorrow around midday near the Silver Consortium work for you?'