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(ooc: Some hours after the original post, the words are striked out.)

Someone tell me where that buffoon is so I can set him on fire!

[Private to Vida Bohemme]

Madame,

I want you to see to it that my extra quills and parchments are disposed of, silvous plait. And I would like to pack my writings away for safe keeping.

I'll only be needing the inkpens that were given to me, and my journal from now on.