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| quote = "We call upon The Ink, who does naught but write, who knows only fictions, whose tears are pigment."
| origin = Light or Flesh
| titles = The Scient, The Ever Writer, The Many-Armed Author
| names = The Head Secretarian, 'Jos. Cz'The Editorius, Dubedat Locke, Secretarian YossariusDisembodied Voice of Pedantic But Technically True Corrections
| aspects = {{Aspect|Lantern}} {{Aspect|Moth}} {{Aspect|Heart}}
| arrival = Raised by the SpirarchBy way of a Great Vessel of Origami
| owners = Leathy Kocktail (Link to your user page here, for example, [[User:Leathy Kocktail|Leathy Kocktail]])
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-''What to Do with Paper'', Jos. Cz
The Secretarians are animals who find their way into the Wood of the Mansus, and are uplifted to immortal spirits by the Ink. They claim to be humanBureaucrats through and through, all go by the name 'Secretarian', Secretarians are zealously dedicated to their task. and (almost) all are fiercely loyal to maintaining the cleanliness and organization of the Scriptorium. All Secretarians put special care into their fashion and presentation, although they often appear about 50 years behind the current fashion and may fudge some details.
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The Ink is fairly lackadaisical and hands off (So to speak) with his servants, their true master being the Head Secretarian. When a Secretarian finds themself in opposition with the Head, they either choose to leave the Scriptorium forever, or are forced by a breach of 'code'.
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====Names====
* '''The Head Secretarian''' - {{Aspect|Lantern}} {{Aspect|Secret Histories}} - A Jackal-Headed scholar who leads the effort to curate the work in the Scriptorium. He has read more of the Ink's work than anything living, or dead. He is a very busy Dog-Person, but may spare so if you some time if treated with respect. The Head Secretarian is not known for his humility.<br>* seek to enter the Ink'''"Jos. Cz"''' - {{Aspect|Heart}} {{Aspect|Grail}} - Somewhere in the marked halls of the Scriptorium is a woman who built and destroyed lives with her correspondences. Her poetry and prose wets the appetites of even the strongest mortalss service, and many are lost in her eternal letters you must be worthy of longing. If you catch her attention correctly, she may send you such a letterhis time.
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* '''The Editorius''' - {{Aspect|Moth}} {{Aspect|Edge}} - Upon wings of parchment, the Editorius rises with the thinest of blades to cut down the darlings of the writer. They are viscious. They are unforgiving. They are one of the judges that which all those who wish to enter the Ink's service must appease before they are graced.
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* '''Disembodied Voice of Pedantic But Technically True Corrections''' - FNORD{{Aspect|Winter}} {{Aspect|Moth}} What? How did this get here? Why won't they shut up? Why won't they '''leave me alone!'''
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* '''Dubedat Locke''' - {{Aspect|Moth}} {{Aspect|Knock}} - Once a distractable and eccentric playwright of ambition, his writings tell of far off places and fantastical journeys, horrid beasts and a terrifying Wood. Be careful about his publications, lest you fall in. Newly Long, he is eager to speak of his many imagined paths with anyone who would listen.
* '''"Jos."''' - {{Aspect|Heart}} {{Aspect|Grail}} - Somewhere in the marked halls of the Scriptorium is a woman who built and destroyed lives with her correspondences. Her poetry and prose wets the appetites of even the strongest mortals, and many are lost in her eternal letters of longing. If you catch her attention correctly, she may send you such a letter.
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