[ Hello, Gray! You're about to receive a not at all alarming message!

Which is to say, there's a sudden nudge at her shard, like a finger jabbing into her side. Gen doesn't even wait for her to respond before simply dumping a low statement in her lap: ]

If I don't get back in touch with you within a few hours, tell Eustace and look into a bar in Psychagogia called Vive. A guy named Turek. S'related to that shard shit.

[ It's accompanied by a brief flash of a mental image: a blue-skinned, orcish man with pale eyes and a stern look on his face.

Then the connection cuts abruptly. Lovely! ]