“Hiiii, Miss Kanzelry, you’re early- oh! You look horrible!” Cori sat
up straighter in her chair as she got a good look at the white haired
goblin trudging in the door.
“Didn’t sleep well,” Kezrin mumbled in reply. The dark circles under her eyes spoke the truth to the statement. “Vancina finish those letters yet?”
“They’re in the pick-up room.”
“Great. If anyone asks, I’m gonna be busy doin’ that all day. ’kay?”
She shuddered. “Got somethin’ else I’d rather not do. Telirra knows.”
“Oh... sure!”
Ten minutes later, Kezrin left the building with an absent wave to Cori,
carrying a satchel full of small packages meant for Ratchet and one of
the flyer packets. Cori waved cheerfully back at her. The poor girl
needed some cheering up.
Later that day, the packages were dropped off at Ratchet, along with a sealed note for Koudo before Kezrin hurried off.
That was the last time anyone from the AAMS saw her.
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