Emillion Communications Network

Festival coming to an end. But good cheer to last longer, one hopes(!)

filtered to: RHYS, TOM & MILES.
With the wedding drawing near, think we ought celebrate the lucky man's last weekend of bachelorhood! A trip for this quartet?

(Worry not of expenses, naturally.)

filtered to: MILES.
Still difficult to picture you married.

To whom shall I lament my singledom now?

Weren't the fireworks lovely? I find myself far too awake to settle down for the night, and with nowhere to go. Suggestions? There must be dozens of options.

Anyone who dares remind me I have a performance tomorrow will be ignored, fair warning.

[Kiernan]

Darling, I've a proposition for you.

As the festival is in full swing, I ought to mention that the Duckling is hosting its annual sale on alcoholic beverages. Do come in and buy a bottle, won't you?

[ SPECIAL STOCK CUSTOMERS ]
In addition, I will be discounting accessories and scrolls by 15%.

[ REINHOLDT ]
Do enjoy your waistcoat, my love.

[ AUDREY ]
I've a job for you, if you are interested.

[ LOCH ]
I believe I may have something of interest for you.

Another festival, I'm so excited.

[ CIAN. ]
We should meet again before I bag myself a mangy cat. No complications on your end?

[ MILES, unsent. ]
Enjoy your fucking fake wedding

how lovely is the return of spring, and hope!
& most of all ofc the founders festival,
gem of my generous heart.

please come and view this year's opening parade!
promised already have i not to become (the most outrageous!) spectacle yet.

and have you all plans set yet for the technology expo?
to see the marvelous machinations of our machinists?

or have you bought your tickets for the founders play?
no compliments left ungiven toward my dear thespian brothers/sisters,
& trust well that the rozenkatz box will not go unfilled.

my dance card at the ball is filling quickly,
but worry not those aspiring numbers who seek me out,
for my appearance at the sackheim is guaranteed—
and shall endure well & long into the final eve.

good blessings to you all, my friends!

What the fuck is the Founders' Festival? It's creating extra work

[ Aspel ]
Signing up for the exhibition?

[ Araceli ]
He
Are you
Things going okay?

[ Wolfe ]
Remind me that murderous rampages are frowned upon.

[ Pyr ]
Make you a deal.

[ Peony ]
Do you have
How're things?

With Founders' Festival just around the corner, I wonder what delightful surprises the city's guilds have in store for us? I have to say, I cannot wait to find out.

[ Merrion ]
I do hope you are fully recovered from your injuries. I am flattered that you came out to meet me for dinner, last time, despite the pain, but please, do take good care of yourself. I would not like to be responsible for your suffering.

[ SiDA ]
Have you fixed the mirror?

The path is ash, the vines are thick. the woods are lovely, dark and deep. Kerwon is far, so far but calls.

[Evander]

Spare me a moment?

Spring in the fucking air already?

[Juliette.]

Congratulations to your sister.

[Evan.]

Seen that invitation, aye?

[Before the invitations arrive.]

[EVANDER, RHYS, TOM]
Mayday. Your services are required. Lord Norwood is in need of a respectable, recognisable best man -- Lord Finch, would you be available? -- and some genteel best men. Some cousins from abroad or similar nonsense. Rhys, Thomas, get your disguises ready, it'll be a hoot.

Oh, and he's getting married. So there's that.

[COLIN, EVANDER, MATHIEU, RHYS, TOM] handwave that he mentioned this before, just so it's less ~out of the blue~
A followup to my aforementioned proposition. The preparations are now complete: the town of Wildebarrow, Aries 1st and 2nd, we'll ride up and perform the New Years' Day concert and then get the hell out of the podunk mountain town once our hands are full. Are we all in, gentlemen?

Additionally, if anyone knows a discreet carriage rental...? I grew spoiled with having an airship at my beck and call. Alas, those days are no more!

[SKY & AUDREY]
So I hear we're to put you through your paces, Min.

[PUBLIC]
Rehearsal, rehearsal, rehearsal. I suppose this is the life now.

( You've got mail! )

How fares everyone? Injuries, property damages? If there is a way the Finches may assist, let us know.

Pretty sure our city gets attacked more fucking often than any city in any region anywhere. Did I miss the sign? The giant arrows in the sky? Did someone send out invitations to giant uglies to come sack our city? Faram fuck, take a break sometime. I'm gonna walk out of the Tower one day and step on a Coeurl, or throw off my sheets and find a cockatrice there.

[ DRAKE. ]
You been okay, Councilor?

[ FRIENDS. ]
IF YOU'RE BROKEN SAY AYE

I take my hat off to you, ladies and gentlemen who fought yesterday to ward off disaster yet again. Thanks for your efforts, as always.

[ Thieves' Guild ]
Glad I ain't caught the heroism bug yet. Must be something in the water. Spotted even a few of our own bards sporting bandages galore. Hear it was cold as fuck out there, too.

[ Miles & Tom ]
And a little birdie tells me you two became accidental heroes. Hope your completely legal cargo didn't catch fire, and you didn't freeze your balls off, etc.

[ Damia ]
This birthday tradition of yours, the one where you punch people. Think I could borrow it for an evening? I'll return it intact, pinky promise.

[ Ash ]
For my thirty-first birthday I get to suffer through a dull-as-fuck family lunch. Come save me, I'll even swoon for you.

Some days aren't worth the oxygen.

[ Pyr ]
Training update. Go.

[ Peony ]
Your brother. He got interests aside from eating?

[ Cian ]
Got a question for you. You know my partner, Banes?

[ FKT ]
I want
Tell me neither of you are planning a short walk off the pier.

i've left some bowls of mint pastilles & chocolate (beware, the allergic; they contain hazelnuts) in the ground floor of the mages tower, for any interested parties in need of some sweets on this already sweet-endowed day. for any fighters & bards: apologies, you've evidently chosen the wrong guild.


and i realise, too late, that it's been quite a while since i even used this communicator properly. wilham wolfe here -- i've relatively recently returned to emillion, for those who know me. knew m  i believe i've done most of the rounds but i'm sure there's more of you i haven't run into yet.

[mage task force]
congratulations, all! it was a pleasure working alongside you, and i look forward to more in future.

[toku]
are there any particular strengths or weaknesses you have within geomancy itself?

[flynn]
your mother's business must be making an absolute killing this week.

[merrion]
i'm free for that talk anytime. ideally, with caffeine.

[araceli]
happy birthday, araceli. dinner tonight with the disciples, as last year? our amenities are a bit better this time around, granted.

So having parted with a fair amount of gold in the form of government-backed Emillion currency, I am pleased to report that my new harp is the shit.

I know it may be a faux pas to brag about impulse buys, but whatever. It's awesome. I'm going to write a new song to celebrate. Haven't decided if it's going to be about the love of a fair lass on the streets of Rabanastre or funny things that rhyme with chocobo poo, but we'll see what happens.

I wonder if there are any recommendations for [...] Ordalian food in Emillion?

[Lionel.]

I have been in consideration of late. Perhaps you can offer your insight?

[Merrion & Peony - separately.]

[...] Would you mind if I asked a peculiar question?

[Evander.]

I have attempted to follow your previous recommendation. Might we

[Heron.]

Have your training classes progressed well of late?

[A purse of 1,600 gil had been delivered by a senior member of the Black Lions that morning, given out to all of those who had participated in the mission the weekend prior—along with a short official letter signed by both the client of the job and Gillian herself.]

Good work.

[Public.]

Familial duties being what they are, it seems I'm obliged to mention that Goodwin's Outfitting is holding a sale on all armor repairs this week. Good luck haggling with the old man by trying to mention my name, however.