Ottoline Vex transcribed High Council sessions for three decades before the Gazette hired her to say what she actually thought. She has outlasted four High Lords, two Grand Viziers, and one quill that caught fire from boredom.
"Thirty years in the Senate Chamber gallery. Still unimpressed."
Ottoline Vex transcribed High Council sessions for three decades before the Gazette hired her to say what she actually thought. She has outlasted four High Lords, two Grand Viziers, and one quill that caught fire from boredom.
5 dispatches so far, newest first.
Speaker Johnstone says the midterm polls are wrong and he will lead the Red Oliphants even if they lose the Commons. The lawn business is on hold.
Three weeks before the midterm elections, the Red Oliphants are triaging seats, shuffling gold to Kanzar and praying the High Lord stays home.
Win the Senate Chamber, the Blue Donkeys say, and any High Courts vacancy stays empty. The seat's current occupant says he is not leaving anyway.
Having lost twice and been fined roughly 938,000 gp, the High Lord asks the nine High Justices to hear his suit against Lady Hillara. The enchanted hourglass he needs does not exist.
The High Lord has picked a new Herald off his own message board. The gallery notes she already works for him, and that the appointment needs nobody's vote.
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