A small band of goblin couriers bursts out of The Come Write Inn at twilight with rolled scrolls and lanterns, while a flock of clockwork owls led by Professor Hoot wings overhead carrying dispatches. The Bartender waves from the open doorway.

Why, Hello There, Grasshopper.

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