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[metalica]

[ The post comes across with a name that, really, no one will recognise. It's one word, simple: ＡＤＬＥＲ. Thank goodness for the text option so he has no need to attempt to hide his voice or face; for now his name is enough. ]

Tell me about your world. Your wars. Your powers. Tell me about the things that you fight for, what you continue to cherish even here.

Educate me.

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[caditquaestio]

Valentino Masi. Don Lorenzo's man - or so was. Here, I'm... man to anyone with coin and message. Courier. Well. It's honest work.

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[metalica]

Which Court? Perhaps you can carry a message for me.

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[caditquaestio]

I keep with the Unseelie, but... it little matters. I ride either way. Where the need goes.

If you are with the Seelie, I can take your message when I've next delivered to your court.

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[metalica]

I am not sure which I am. Perhaps, if I have need, I can pass a message for you to deliver to an acquaintance of mine.

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[caditquaestio]

Always. I thank you the trade.

And you... will manage here, yes?

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[metalica]

Certainly. I cannot imagine why I would not.

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[caditquaestio]

Give call, if you do not. It doesn't do to lose a client.