((Internet went kablooey a while ago, using a backup connection.))

The Mage and the Drone ignored the Notary. Pointedly, some may say. “No, we have not met. I am Navare and this is my partner Amris.” The Mage inclined his head while the Drone bobbed in the air. “DF-ESAS. We have received a message from one Desdendelle,” he told Rina, “he mentioned a certain need for… sane company, and asked us to… drop by… if we would chance upon you.”