A little bird made her way into the hall - much different from the last one. Where the previous bird was dull, unobtrusive, this bird's feathers were dramatically colored; where the previous bird was wary, this one moved with confidence - even panache - like this entire construct was a stage. But just as before, she was here to deliver a message.
Or to pick up one. Almost the same idea.
She waited her turn in line impatiently, tapping one tiny shoe against the floor. This definitely wasn't her preferred type of errand. 'Hello,' she said, when she finally reached the front of the line. 'I'd like to pick up one custom non-breedable token, please. And I'd like it to be delivered to crow.'
[Paid; 5 GT]
[Token purchase recorded]