The exchange was short as always. Which was far from the optimal way to describe it, as the person passing off the item was a lalafel.
Winttrach hunched over to press a sack of gil into the lalafel's palm, accepting a folder from his hand. Prying the seal on the folder off, she started leafing through the papers held within. After a few minutes of review, she glanced down at the lalafel who had conveniently just finished counting out his pay.
"How recent is this?"
He shrugged, running a hand through his onion shaped hair, "Probably a couple weeks old at this point."
"Do you know if the situation has improved at all?"
That got a derisive chuckle out of him, "Lady, nothing up there is improving right now."
Her eyes narrowed as she skimmed the page again, picking out a few details. Eventually she replaced the page in the folder, tucking it away into a bag. "I suppose I will not be traveling there soon."
Again the lalafel scoffed, turning to walk away "Unless you wanna carve a path through Garlemald lady, fact of the matter is you aren't getting to 'er. See ya next month."
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