A letter to the temple of Gellema [Mari]

[Don Nadie]

Priestess,

As I mentioned in our last conversation, here is the delightful novel you may enjoy.

Yours,

Alejandro

[The package is accompanied by a copy of "Men of the Legion VIII: Masters of the Sword". The cover is a garish depiction of a handsome man far too scantly clad to be surrounded by the blades of his many companions, all pointed at his neck. Alas, the inside may not include the titilating story of a Scarabi learning how to best polish the blades of Soldiers, but something else entirely. Truly, a dissapointment]

//aka, PM! :D

[Mari]

[The high priestess reads the letter and unwraps the package, perusing the cover with an intrigued arch of her brow before opening it and, yes, a tch.]

[Don Nadie]

[Another little novella makes its way to the temple of Gellema. Saphic Elves LVII: The Halls of the Vampire-Queen. In the cover, a heroine in shining - if scant - armor beholds, longspear in hand, a hall of mirrors returning her own, rather hypothermia-ready visage.

According to critics, this is a true return to form after the rather derivative Saphic Elves XXV to XLIV. Alas, the contents of this booktlet, too, dissapoint...]

[Mari]

[another cocked brow as the book is unwrapped, and a less surprised tch upon opening it than previous]