#two here

[chronoflow]

knock knock knock, ive got a singing telegram here for one dusk seabreeze, dusk seabreeze, anybody here by that name

Oculum Matchstick, Spy

Honestly, she was just sick of it. The lifestyle.

First, obviously, there's the paranoia. Having to painstakingly track the source of every telegram and package you receive. Always looking over your shoulder, retracing your steps.

But also, it was just tedious. Having to keep seventeen different code variations in mind? Obnoxious. A code you use when speaking to your bosses, a code you use when speaking to your friends. Normal people don't use ANY code when they speak. They just... talk to each other.

Oculum was done. Oculum was tired. And honestly, with all she had done... she was ready to forget. To start over. She might have questions about the source of her shoulder injury, but... everyone has a mystery or two about them.

[chronoflow]

Can you tell me something specific?

Tell me about a Warrior.

Aurum Constellar, Ship's Bard

Despite his best efforts, Aurum became obsessed with the source of the strange new light in the sky. They drew new constellation maps, wrote new songs to try and explain its glory. It drew them away from their work. It consumed their entire being.

It was after the shipwreck of the Bronzed Broadsword Held Aloft by a Warrior Virtuous and True that they called for the eye. After all, no source of obsession would be worth breaking the code of the bard: to protect the ship you sailed upon, no matter what.

[chronoflow]

Leopold Fairweather, Accountant

So what if he took a little off the top? He had a tougher job than everyone else. He had to memorize the tax codes, and the account numbers, the source of his clients' income, and everyone’s weird little quirks of where they wanted their money kept. He earned that money, and he would keep it by any means necessary.

After all, if he couldn’t remember how it got in there, when asked, he’d simply have to assume it was what he was paid (even if he couldn't identify the source of the payment). Simple as that.

[perspicaciouslynameless]

L (for the a-z thing)

Lamps.