Latta Spice

[A strange notail vaeri comes and hands everyone a copy of the manifesto. Latta’s is covered in ink that blocks out what the last bit says. She looks it over, twisting and turning the page to read what is written on the edges. She’s not surprised Oooo’s manifesto is as strange as he is. She’s a little off put when she hears the sound of giggling and laughs coming from someone on her crew.]