“Did anything happen?” Saberlane asked after a half hour had gone by with no update.
“Um,” Revenir began. “Well, something happened . . . an angry salamander took my letter?! And he slurped down the Noodlers ink Deyavi gave me as payment!”
“I’m sorry, we’re going to have to start over,” Saberlane replied. “A salamander drank your ink and took the letter?”
“Precisely! A salamander in a suit!” Rev confirmed. “. . . Okay I sound ridiculous but it’s true. It was like . . . Mr. Wideawake except he was really terse and didn’t talk. Also, I think he was a bit salty I didn’t have payment. Maybe I should have put stamps on it? He also seemed a bit confused about the address.”
“I don’t know why I’m surprised by any of this, but here we are.” Saberlane wrote, pretty much speaking for everyone. Al
