Archivist note: This post is from an older recovered archive.
((Added by Moses Mureaux on May 31, 2010))
It is nearly daybreak as I send this dispatch out to you. As you commanded, Ms. Bilavio was not disturbed during the night. An on looker attempted to approach, but was frightened by the others, who feigned drunken carousing with expert skill. The old one followed this interloper, and I shall have a report prepared for your shortly.
May the Good Lady guide us, all honor to her.
— Captain [the ink here is smudged]
*Comment by Moses Mureaux on May 31, 2010 at 8:11pm
Shaking? Over a harmless man, watching from a high wall? I never knew you to be of nervous disposition Miss Jaggernov, but if you find yourself in the midst of a fidget, I’m sure my resources could offer an adequate remedy.
*Comment by Mr. W—— on June 1, 2010 at 11:07am
I wonder how long it will be before the Arcanians suddenly come to the conclusion that they are not in Arcania, but New Babbage, where certain liberties and rights are protected from such totalitarian practices…?
((I do so love to be a thorn in this side…))
*Comment by Moses Mureaux on June 1, 2010 at 11:57am
((And you’re doing quite a good job, my friends!))
*Comment by Verlia Bilavio on June 1, 2010 at 12:46pm
Oh lord… he’s not going to stop watching me is he? Now that my mind is finally clear, I’m beginning to understand…
*Comment by Moses Mureaux on June 2, 2010 at 7:37am
Ms. Bilavio, our protection was, and is, contingent upon your request for aid. As we discussed, I do have concerns over this situation continuing. I pray you, do consider, and inform me of how we are to proceed. May the Good Lady guide and protect you, all honor to her.
((Yes, I know my dear Miss Scarlet. ;o) I love you and your pestering ways too!))