I am the Cell Roron.
Prisoner of the List Cage
I belong to the Clan of Noah.
My job is to identify and report as deleted all the names of the people the Thousand-Year Duke wishes to destroy.
It's not a fun job.
And it's hardly rewarding.
...I don't think anyone even cares that I exist.
Oh, well...as long as Lord Tyki Mikk stops blowing smoke all in my face when he asks for names, I supose I'll manage.
Thank you for listening.
[(tromps back into the card's corner.)]
In any event, I'm slaving for some other Guild now.
A demon of avarice is making me keep up with items and such
from that Guild. You should join, or so he says to tell you.
...so if you have any paper bags, ink, bugs or odd items you don't much care to drag around, feel free to throw them this way.
And if you could spare the time to offer a friendly hello, I would
probably be moved to tears.
If you are on The Millenium Earl's Erase List, I wish you a painless death.
[And I hope Jasdebi isn't assigned to you.]
And if you are not on the Millennium Earl's Erase List, I am too surprised for more words.
Please have a day.