The Black Shingle Fiasco

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"Well, it's good to know someone is on my side, elf." Parker grumbles something incomprehensible. "I suppose names were too much to ask." He leans back, stroking his stubble. "I remember the evening you speak of; the dinner itself was unremarkable - it was purely social, me and Thaddeus have both been unavailable and we wanted to catch up - but afterwards Pratchett had some sort of breakdown. He became convinced me and Thaddeus were colluding with the demons, or something to that affect. Started shouting. He resigned the next morning. I promise you, there is no truth to what he says. I do hope he has recovered."