[audio]

[promittere]

Good evening.

[The voice that comes on is even and softly accented with what one could presume is an English accent, were England a place that existed for you.]

For those of you that don't know me yet, my name is Ignis. I'm here with something of an offer - as I'm sure most of you are aware, the ingredients the replicators seem capable of producing are strange. Some of them are completely foreign to me, but I'm something of a hobbyist chef. I know my compatriots are likely to eat my food with few complaints as they would not wish to hurt my feelings, and that simply won't do.

What I am offering is, of course, meals cooked for you. Nothing that will poison you, of course, but something to help acclimate me to the strange new foods I have at my disposal. If you're interested in trying, feel free to stop by.

[He leaves his address, and then signs off.]

Comments

[abracafcku]

Now that I'm definitely interested in. [He's heard "Lucian" somewhere before, right...? Shit, he can't remember where.]

What kinda stuff do you need though? I could maybe whip up a deal between you and me to get them to you depending on the complexity and how well you can describe 'em.

[promittere]

Ideally I could get what's native to my home. [He chuckles softly at the idea.] But I'm not quite sure that's exactly possible.

[As in he has no idea what Taako can do.]

[abracafcku]

That weird...shit you mentioned before, right? That uh..anak horn...thing?

[Taako's listening skills still need work.]

Anything's possible when you got money and a transmutation wizard who wants that money.

[promittere]

Anak and dualhorn.

[They're two separate beasts, Taako!]

So you've the ability to transform things? Fascinating...

[abracafcku]

[Not his fault your world has weird cows!]

Right right those things. And I do indeed - being a fancy magical elven wizard will do that to ya.