A small dirt covered boy, a common sight in Lower, is sent to deliever the following spoken message for the man known as Kraken.

Hold the choice wand. Ya'll get the coins.

[Kraken squints at the child for a good few minutes before merely scratching his head and nodding in mild comprehension.]

(( Edited for my moronic mistake. ))

OOC: *cough*Spoken message *cough*