Azphelumbra, good [%userclass]! I assume you're here to entrust items to us Brokers?

No? Then...perhaps you know my cousin Minya in Beluslan?

Player: "She has rainbow feet and a Poroco's bearing."

Whew! I'm glad that's over with! Those passphrases are getting more and more ridiculous.

I think I've heard your name before.... So now you're involved in all this, eh? I guess things are getting serious. At any rate, you want a letter, yes? Unfortunately for you, you have to suffer for the cheapness of your bosses.

See, I'm not a paid operative--just a freelancer. And they've been...slow to pay me lately. So if you want the letter, you'll have to do me a favor first.

Player: Accept.

Very smart. Don't worry, though--helping me out will also make your bosses' future assignments that much easier.

I need Blue Ink. It has special properties that allow me to...well, I'd probably bore you going on about them.

Get some from Silver Granker Fawns and I'll trade for the letter. I think that's more than fair with what's at stake here.

Player: "Then I'll do what I must."

I hope you didn't find my little request too troublesome. I just don't have the time to do it myself.

But the letter you need is still in my hot little hands. You know what I want for it.

Player: "I do. And here it is."

Ahhh, top quality stuff.

And here is the letter. Let it never be said that I'm not a man of my word.

I just hope this mission of yours--theirs--works out. From what I hear, the results could shift the tides of war.
Do you know what your new bosses do to agents who disappoint them?

Unless you get me Blue Ink from Silver Granker Fawns, you might find out the hard way.

Hey, save your glare for those actually threatening you! I'm just communicating the facts of life here.

Player: "Then I'll shoot the messenger."