"Dagôn's beard," the curse was uttered by a young Setenbori woman with thick, brown hair and a deep olive complexion, "you don't need to shout!"
Nodding respectfully to the two strangers in her boss' office, the dark-eyed woman handed Jaro a thick ledger and a stack of papers collected into a wide folder. Just as she was getting ready to answer, a man's voice blared out from the copper horn.