Selara loaded that information onto a data crystal and sent it on to Admiral
Garibaldi, with a note saying, "I expect to be compensated well for this."
It arrived at his office in due order, delivered by a sultry
masseuse-assassin with red hair and swishing hips.
Garibaldi loved visits from Tela. He only wished that he was about 20 years younger....
After reading the note from Selara, he chuckled. "If you would be so kind and let your employer know that the check is in the mail. Any chance that she would be willing to determine if this myth actually exists?"
Tela smiled, twirling her necklace - which actually was a sign of the Obsidian Order, oddly enough - around her fingers. "I imagine she already has someone looking," she said, "If this place actually does exist, no doubt she will want to find out for herself. I'll let you know when she does."
(response)
-S
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