C-TCR04 (Jan 18, 2020)
Puzzle
“Sa. Gu.”
No. 5 Trivia | 2 Words
Clue
Hover over the clues if you require!
Clue 1: Tricky, innit? Sa. Gu.? Can't imagine a royal family with that.
Clue 2: Coat of arms are terribly fascinating stuff.
Clue 3: We need two tinctures.
Answer and Explanation
Answer: Sable Gules
Explanation: Sa. Gu. is shorthand for Sable and Gules in heraldry tinctures, with Sable being black and Gules being red.
Summary of Receipt
Manager 5 has been sent to investigate the fire, interrupting his trip to find Kansai. Thankfully the fire isn’t Wicked in nature, but the Black Blood seems to have increased in volume. He suspects there’s been a body buried where the Blood is, but can’t stay since he has to catch a flight to Florida and meet Kansai. He suggests calling X-Ray to clear it.
Transcript
MANAGER NO. 5
DATE: 1-18-2020
FILE REFERENCE: C-TCR04
TOTAL: £0.65
Right, so I was on my way to Florida to track down our drunk reptilian ex-coworker, but of course, something else had to pop up cuz it’s just me Donald Duck. I’ve been put in charge of it ‘cause everyone seems to think I have a thing for fires, and while that may be, it doesn’t mean that’s my only ‘obby, choice? Biggest question on everyone’s minds right now must be is this Jeremiah... A) A fire. B) A Fire caused by a vengeful boogieman from CaD’s past. C) Even worse, a Wicked Fire.
Well, let’s start off ham ‘n cheesy, eh? It’s a fire. And as Cockle ‘n Quid was right to point out, it was set by whatever his OS number is. Same heap of coke who sent us a letter. X’s and O’s Ojai? Maybe. Well, he’s our most likely suspect, if nothing else. Now the bloody big question, is this fire, you know, Wicked. As far as I can tell, and I’d be the bleedin’ one to tell you, it’s not. There’s a distinct lack of salt and sulfur that the Wicked is known for. So that’s the Robin Hood of it.
Sorry ‘n sad, there’s Black Claret everywhere. Cockle ‘n Quid said she only saw a few drops here and there, but when I got here, there was a whole bloody puddle of it. So that’s got me thinking there’s something, well, someone, buried here. I’d dove it all to dig around in the chuffin’ cremains of this house, but I booked a regular flight to Florida, so I can’t stick around here for too long, choice? So I think it’d be a right brilliant idea to call in X on this one. If there’s one bloke who knows how to clean this mess up, it’d be him, and I assume A would want to destroy this Black Claret right proper like. Unless you hoppin’, pots want to Ian Beale with it yourselves.