The universe consists of a reality of probabilities. And improbabilities. It was both a possibility and an improbability that I would be contacting you today. Maybe I'm contacting you tomorrow. Maybe I contacted you yesterday. Perhaps I am not really contacting you now.
We require your advertised abilities to obtain a rare object from Gallia. You will obtain a rare mineral that is known as the Ophiogenean's Eye, a very sacred item, a relic that is required for holy grail that is the journey to Mysia. A spiritual ritual to unite us all, this ritual is very important to us as it is part of our cultures intergrity. Without this mineral, we're unable to proceed with the sacrificial ceremony.
To outsiders, this item is merely known as a simple Blue Diamond - and looks nothing more than that. The data has been attached with the specific composition of this object.
On an additional note, you'll also need to acquire a tub of Crunchy-Crystal-Creamy-Caramel-Cornish-Cream Ice-cream crate. A luxury food. A derelict one at that, it appears only Gallics make these too.
A simple delivery to Curacao with both of the items, and you'll retrieve twenty-million.
this is Troy Augustin, the most handsome of the entities known as the Forlorn Hope in all possible probabilities.
The universe is indeed full of probabilities and improbabilities and one of the probability was that I already had forty of those rare minerals known as Ophiogenean's Eye. In another, I didn't have any and I went all the way to Gallia and brought them. Maybe I didn't buy them at all but they all somehow ended up in Curacao when I got there and I just took a picture.
I also intended to bring three hundred and sixty of those Crunchy-Crystal-Creamy-Caramel-Cornish-Cream ice-cream crates, but one crate full of ice-cream melted along the way. Maybe in another version of the universe, I'd eat a whole large crate full of ice-cream on the way. In yet another, all of them would melt and I would fail to bring you any. But I am very positive that at least in one of those probabilities I brought you all those ice-cream crates and diamonds so you do not need to worry.
I'll give you one diamond and one crate of Crunchy-Crystal-Creamy-Caramel-Cornish-Cream ice-cream to eat all the rest because I like them.
Take care and have a merry sacrificial ceremony. Don't forget to call your friendly neighbor the Forlorn Hope when you need more of this stuff. You should send the cash to Forlorn|-Bankprobably.
*She finishes off a laugh that was occuring previous to the communication, indicating lightheartedness and satire in the previous message, calming down with a sigh*
Ohhhhhhh...
*Raven stops briefly, switching to a more serious tone*
Seriously, if one of these crates don't actually have the rare Ophiogenean's Eye, giving a false compositive reading, and all turn out to be a dud - I'm going to have to get you killed.
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*Suddenly bursting out a chuckle again, waving a hand, brushing the joke off*
Hee-hee-heee, don't worry, I'm just kidding.
Ensure that you don't eat it all in one go, they're extremely rich in flavour, you'll get the so-called nicknamed 'hypes' session occuring in your body and when you run out of physical and mental energy, it's a ride to barf land.