Greetings, strangers, and welcome to my humble dwelling. What business do you have here? Hmm, a request? Who are you to seek the services of
Aves? Are you agents of the
League of Shadows , here to spread the Words of unholy
Darkness? Are you servants of
Phase Anatomy, those proud lordlings ever keen to take possession of yet another dominion? Are you those strange frog-loving peacekeepers from
A Toadally Newtral Team?
In the end, I suppose it matters not. You are welcome to stay for a while in this house, though I do fear that it will be a bit cramped, so please, keep your stay short. I am perplexed by your offer, as I am but a humble amateur
Writer, and though I dabble in the mystic arts of
card designing and deck building, those would not be my preferred role in any quest-- and there are certainly no other roles I could imagine myself in.
If I may be so bold as to ask, which of my works drew your interest? I can think of none that could be of significant importance to your search. Was it
The beginning of the Ninth Elemental War?Twin Azure Dragons?
Sundering of the Shadow Drake's Nest?
The Artisan's Duel?
Darkness: A Superior Element?
The Invasion of the Tenebrian Isles?
Time Factory Troubles?
The Fall of Light, Parts I and
II?
Physsion's Folly and its sequel,
Physsion's Revenge?
The Ninth War: Reign of Darkness??
None of these? Well that's absolutely absurd! The cause of your interest is none of my business, but I digress. What? A schedule to meet, you say? Zones of
Time? Preposterous! I hold my own hours, and they are mine alone to decide. I will remind you, sirs, that I do work to uphold my reputation as an active member of society, but you will have to show me my
before I assent to your insipid managerial timekeeping.
Well? Are you or are you not going to hire me?
Fine. Then get out of my house!
