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An' by dat, I mean, horrifyin'ly so!

With Missus Akiae gettin' busy in other pursuits ((aka, attack of the RL!)), da AAMS once again be under new leadership. I like ta be congratulatin' Miss Derscha Kettlebomb with her promotion ta CEO of da AAMS! An' not ta toot my own horn, I personally be takin' over da position of Branch Manager for da Horde Branch. Fo'...I t'ink dis be da third time, mon? Dis job be cursed, I tellin' ya...

Yo' personal congratulations can be mailed via any AAMS courier. An' please, no kitties, chickies, prairie doggies, parroties, parodies, or limeade. Da Kor'Kron gonna be tellin' us off for livestock zonin' violations some day!

Dis be yo' public announcement thingy made public. Ya, mon.

((I have a feeling the AAMS will stop taking Æthelgyths packages soon..))

((*Sends an army of kittens, limeade monsters, and Bralox's conga rats* Muahahaha!))

Derscha carefully adjusted the new nameplate on her desk until it was in exactly the right spot. She looked down at Snapper, and the razormaw snapped his jaw a few times.

"You're right," Derscha nodded sagely, and quickly strode off to the supply room. She returned with extra-strength glue, a hammer, and a couple of nails. A few minutes later, the nameplate was firmly secured.

"There! Curse-proof, and hopefully, Spriggel-proof!" She giggled in satisfaction.