[Alucard sighs as he turns the page of a giant ledger. The binding has cracked several times over for use, but the pages themselves are stable enough. They’re modern, these books, just heavily used. Now used for a heavy purpose.
He scans the names of those listed along a narrow block. Then swears softly when he finds the names he is looking for. A sister of one of those killed on the Red Path. The first name he’s managed to find because of “clerical errors.”
(It is an error, just not a clerical one. Everyone is stressed and exhausted.)
Portam Hall Records Management, mid-event | OPEN
He scans the names of those listed along a narrow block. Then swears softly when he finds the names he is looking for. A sister of one of those killed on the Red Path. The first name he’s managed to find because of “clerical errors.”
(It is an error, just not a clerical one. Everyone is stressed and exhausted.)
He sighs, asking the room in general.]
Do we have a courier available?