"not here right now.
leave a message. will get back to you soon.
probably."
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NOTE: As of 12/2016, Rey has adopted the alias "Fiona Stransky" when working with the Guard. Something to keep in mind, as Rey maintains a low profile with her involvement in the group. Other than what is mentioned in the Guard records, there is no trace of a "Fiona" identified on the network.
Ah, good! Lucky then, I got the right contact! And no, no nothing is wrong!
[ The sounds of him nervously brushing on his robe could be heard, as if he needed to preen to make himself presentable. ]
I was simply hoping to inquire about your supply of spirits. I-I... er- I'd managed to distill a cup before some fumes caught fire and ruined hours of work.
O-Oh... well that may have already settled it. All of it caught fire? I'd been hoping to open up a minor trade agreement, or some sort of negotiation. Spirits are an important vehicle for some essences.
[ Malkus puffed his cheeks out and let out a rough attempt at a whistle. ]
For potions, I mean. The flammable sort of purity would be absolutely useful.
[Now she's confused. Sorry while she's trying to keep up.]
You mean... like a Molotov cocktail, or something more of the "magical" type? Because, um. Don't really do that potion-making, glyph-crafting shit. But if it's just flammable liquid you need, that's no problem.
No no! Not cocktails. It's a bit like- err- ahh-... Have you ever baked a cake? [ Malkus. ]
You use sweet essences. Which is an alcohol base to carry vanilla beans! Like... tea, but much much stronger. It gets into the body faster.
[ He wasn't sure he was making sense with any of this, but it was as simple as he could describe potions. ]
It's not magic! It's science! And... maybe some magic. I don't know where the magic comes from, but it's- y'know- it's a thing. I only have small fish to trade, and some canned nuts. But I'm open to barter!
[ It's alright. He's never really baked one himself. But he's read! As far as he was concerned, that explanation hit the nail on the head. ]
Marvelous, I'll deliver them with haste. As for the type ah-... Well, whatever is the most... base. The most basic. Making a medical tincture out of brandy sounds a bit absurd, but I can make do with whatever is available.
[ She'll be treated to the muffled sound of an appalled squawk from the other end of the feed. ]
It- It isn't- shi- rubbish! But it is important for medicines. And some poisons, but mostly medicines. And the poisons aren't for humans, mind you. Only cave beast. As for the healing potions, I've managed to find proper herbs in the orchard!
[ He paused, feeling unsure of how he felt about this next bit. While he was a regular chatterbox just a second ago, his voice strained now. Through clenched teeth, he admitted: ]
I suppose. I have Tranquility. To thank for that. For medicines...
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[ The sounds of him nervously brushing on his robe could be heard, as if he needed to preen to make himself presentable. ]
I was simply hoping to inquire about your supply of spirits. I-I... er- I'd managed to distill a cup before some fumes caught fire and ruined hours of work.
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It... caught fire. That tends to imply a high proof in alcohol content.
What do you want to know?
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[ Malkus puffed his cheeks out and let out a rough attempt at a whistle. ]
For potions, I mean. The flammable sort of purity would be absolutely useful.
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[Now she's confused. Sorry while she's trying to keep up.]
You mean... like a Molotov cocktail, or something more of the "magical" type? Because, um. Don't really do that potion-making, glyph-crafting shit. But if it's just flammable liquid you need, that's no problem.
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You use sweet essences. Which is an alcohol base to carry vanilla beans! Like... tea, but much much stronger. It gets into the body faster.
[ He wasn't sure he was making sense with any of this, but it was as simple as he could describe potions. ]
It's not magic! It's science! And... maybe some magic. I don't know where the magic comes from, but it's- y'know- it's a thing. I only have small fish to trade, and some canned nuts. But I'm open to barter!
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[Malkus.
[No. She has never baked a cake.]
Fish should be fine. [She's no baker but she can do something with fish.] So, what sort of liquor are you looking for?
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[ It's alright. He's never really baked one himself. But he's read! As far as he was concerned, that explanation hit the nail on the head. ]
Marvelous, I'll deliver them with haste. As for the type ah-... Well, whatever is the most... base. The most basic. Making a medical tincture out of brandy sounds a bit absurd, but I can make do with whatever is available.
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Mn, think we have a few that should work for that.
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So you're planning to use them for medicinal shit?
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It- It isn't- shi- rubbish! But it is important for medicines. And some poisons, but mostly medicines. And the poisons aren't for humans, mind you. Only cave beast. As for the healing potions, I've managed to find proper herbs in the orchard!
[ He paused, feeling unsure of how he felt about this next bit. While he was a regular chatterbox just a second ago, his voice strained now. Through clenched teeth, he admitted: ]
I suppose. I have Tranquility. To thank for that. For medicines...