A little clockwork robot holding a burned note.

[Zelby]

A small shutdown little blue robot sits by the corner of the door clutching a scrap of parchment. The little machine clearly just made it to the door before falling over out of power.
The note, well burnt, is readable. Barely. The author did not write as if it was to be read. But for some unusual reason wrote it as if it was to be spoken aloud. Even going so far as to be written in the same style as the supposed authors accent.

"From the Desk of Zelby. E. Cogwax.

To: The Grim

Dear fellows of "The Grim" I hear yous guys is looking for a few good hands to do a little 'work' as they say. Now seeings as my current employment situation is, shall we say "less then profitable" I am considering a "Change in occupation". Yeah I think that sums it up right. I would like that change in occupations to be working for you lot. Yous guys seem like the sort who don't ask too many questions about things done via what we shall call, 'less then ethical and moral' means. Which I, as an enterprising goblin, can greatly appreciate. So If'in yous interested in letting me sign on with your lot. Lemme know. I am sure it would be most 'profitable'.

Yours' in most devious sincerity.

Zelby. E. Cogwax.

P.S. Just give a turn to that key on back of 'little bot' and he'll dash right back home. 3 full turns. No more no less."

On the back of the note is a Imprint of a Cog wheel Imposed ontop of a dagger with the world "PROFIT&POWER" written inside the cog wheel. The insignia of the author.

[Neevah]

Ruuki had been on her way out to find lunch when she saw the small blue creation flopped over by the door. Given the recent events she was cautious about such a device, but she picked it up, her eyes scanning over the note. Oh yes, the little rogue that had been watching them while they dealt with Kyoukimaru... She took the device back to her office to pen a short reply.

"Zelby,

Your little contraption has brought your note to us. Meet us at the Caverns of Time this coming Monday evening by 8:30 of the Goblin clock for your Inquisition. We look forward to seeing what you're made of, and hopefully not in a literal sense.

-Inquisitor Ruuki"

She turned the little key three full rotations, wondering what would happen if she turned it once more... nah, she didn't need anything coming after her, particularly with sharp, pointy teeth. She set the bot down, and followed it until it was clear of the hall before going about her business.