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[private to Rathan]

Hello.

[That Sam isn't opening with her usual 'hey' isn't insignificant; given that she's not yet met this Guardian---she knows he's a recommended resource for magical information, and a dragon, and that's all---to be respectful is only appropriate.]

I'm sorry to bother you, but if you've the time to, I'd like to meet up to talk. I've got a couple of questions, and Irja suggested I take them to you.

[private to Wing]

Hey, man. Suppose you'd be free sometime this evening? Got a conversation I want to have with you, and I'd rather have it in person, but don't worry, it's not bad news or anything.

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[do_not_meddle]

[The reply doesn't come right away - unless it's one of his fellow Guardians (especially Death, being the First) - he gets back to people, especially strangers, in his own time. But finally, Sam gets a ping back, with a massive, crimson-scaled head peering into the screen.]

Hm. Questions of an arcane nature, I'll wager. Do you wield or are you just curious? I have neither time nor patience for the merely-curious.

[private]

[knight_light]

Of course. Where do you want to meet?