The owl-man nods Valen off, a curious smirk playing across his lips once more as the elf walks out the door...<br/><br/><hr/><br/>And as he walks into the next, the elf comes very close to taking a scroll-case in the face.<br/><br/>"I told ya we're no- Oh!" Behind her desk, "Koko" at least has the decency to blush a bit when she realizes that it was her own Seeker that she was throwing things at, rather than whoever or whatever had been agitating her in the first place. "Treehugger! You're back..."<br/><br/>With a sheepish grin, the blue-haired gnome sets the heavy brass paperweight she had been aiming back down on the top of a stack of warrants, job requests, and other hastily scribbled notes that seems to paper her desk from end to end. In the time that Valen has been away, the list of things that need doing seems to have increased exponentially.<br/><br/>"Did that ol' Hooter tell ya? All my Seekers have resigned!" With a frustrated sigh, the gnome tosses one stack of papers to the floor- all of which seem to bear a crude, unknown sigil on the bottom. "They're stakin' a claim for the Greenbelt, an' talkin' about makin' their own settlement there. Lazy good-for-nothins! And if I get one more letter saying that the Lost Boy has been sighted at some end of the world or another, I'm going to stab someone..."