Jimmy J. Jameson was frantic as he moved through the Scholar offices in Ratchet. With his new photographer Miss Silvertip he was pleased. She took good photos, but the stories didn't exactly write themselves. "Clottia." He muttered to himself, making sure the magical press was all set to go, "I have to remember to meet with this prospective new writer."

DING!

The press sounded loudly indicating it was done printing the second issue. Jimmy nearly burned his fingers as he pulled out the latest issue and perused it. "Perfect." He smiled smugly.

"Penny!" a bespectacled goblin ran in.

"Yessir! Mr. Jameson sir!"

"These are ready for delivery, see that they are distributed throughout Azeroth and Draenor.

"Yessir! Mr. Jameson sir!" The goblin gathered up those she could and hurried off.

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((OOC: The latest issue is now plastered throughout the realm, enjoy and thank you to all of our writers, photographers and contributors.

http://scholar.conclaveguild.org/ ))