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<p>Created page with &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;ACOR01&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; __TOC__ &lt;h1&gt;Summary of Receipt&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 20px&quot;&gt;Summary&lt;/span&gt; &lt;h1&gt;Transcript&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;span&gt;[Date | Nov-15-24]&lt;br&gt; [Barista | Peppermint]&lt;br&gt; [Subject | Business as Usual]&lt;br&gt; [File Reference | ACOR01]&lt;br&gt; So, news. Abbey sent us a formal missive—like parchment-and-wax-seal formal, which means it&#039;s bad. Abbey doesn&#039;t strike me as the formal type—certainly not ceremonial to...&quot;</p> <p><b>New page</b></p><div>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 40px;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;ACOR01&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;<br /> __TOC__<br /> &lt;h1&gt;Summary of Receipt&lt;/h1&gt;<br /> &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 20px&quot;&gt;Summary&lt;/span&gt;<br /> &lt;h1&gt;Transcript&lt;/h1&gt;<br /> &lt;span&gt;[Date | Nov-15-24]&lt;br&gt;<br /> [Barista | Peppermint]&lt;br&gt;<br /> [Subject | Business as Usual]&lt;br&gt;<br /> [File Reference | ACOR01]&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> So, news. Abbey sent us a formal missive—like parchment-and-wax-seal formal, which means it&#039;s bad. Abbey doesn&#039;t strike me as the formal type—certainly not ceremonial to this extent. If I had to put down a guess… she&#039;s being watched, and she&#039;s trying to keep our little… well, what the hell do we even have? An alliance? A vague agreement to work together? I don&#039;t know, to be honest. But she&#039;s trying to keep whatever &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; is legit under the eyes of her taskmaster brother. Doubling up on the bad, her message was that her Green Tea is going bitter. If we don&#039;t step in soon to stop its over-steeping, it&#039;ll bleed over into the States.<br /> <br /> So she&#039;s summoned us—well, she&#039;s summoned Hibiscus and Matcha and I—to her court for what she&#039;s calling &quot;a necessary alignment of interests.&quot; That&#039;s one way to dress up a do-or-die ultimatum. I didn&#039;t pick up on any double meanings or cryptographic secrets in her letter, but maybe Hibiscus should double-check it for me. The only part that really stood out to me at all was: &quot;Finding the Court of Rot is fairly easy—follow the Heather to the Elder, down the Elm near the Holly across from the Hawthorn. If you see Yews or Willows you&#039;ve gone too far. Alternatively, from the Heather fields you could find the Elm next to the Holly, Hazel, and Hawthorn—though don&#039;t confuse the route with that of the Yew, Ash, and Ivy.&quot;<br /> <br /> That feels &lt;i&gt;suspicious&lt;/i&gt;. Or it could be sincere directions—ah, which reminds me, our Fairy Circle has fully fruited. Something that would be best appreciated with a strong cup of Green Tea, and now it looks like we can get one on demand. Vanilla&#039;s been running calculations to ensure that it&#039;s as safe as it seems. If we&#039;re going, we&#039;re going to need a plan. If we&#039;re not going—well, no point in discussing hypotheticals. It&#039;s pretty clear we&#039;ve been invited to a feast we can&#039;t quite turn down.&lt;/span&gt;</div>

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