a trail of imbroglio
Nooslsūn scoffed at the note handed him by a repugnant slapskinned homunculus.no doubt fastened speedily w/ single purpose. no use in questioning such a short termed being. the message used no dull wax.it was sap sealed from imported hissing woods squeezed remains. discerning a possible boon in his favor. he sat apon a stone bench to absorb what he might gain.stroking his chin in puzzlement because it simply read " Your absence purloined, Stenth Aumpawgle of the Dire Order of Hollow Turning". now Nooslsūn wondered if he had offended someone or during recent travels lacked the proper knowledge of religious gambits. perhaps he thought i should take it to a Discernmenteer. the shops sign read "why waste your fun bawdy & humorous thoughts on unknown equations linking headache to poor connections. Discernments & Humbuggery ". a metal chime tinkled as Nooslsūn opened & shut the door. [ ] " i know not why i am plagued w/ the most wisest of patro...