The man sits down in an offered chair and wipes his brow, and consults his notes as he speaks, "Well, ma'am... the young lady in question, a certain... Ms. Ashley Valent, of Erie current employed by... the Independant Miners Guild merely left us the donation with instructions to distribute it to the refugees and medical relief workers of Canaria."
Removing his spectacles to clean he continues, "Us being just a small local office, I though I'd head to the main medical center here near the capital so you could let us know where and which accounts would be best to redirect the funds into to aid in civillian relief work. My only instructions were that the funds be for non-military uses at the discretion of the organisations heading this effort. That being the case, perhapse you could get back to us with those details."
"The only other thing the child added was an apology she couldn't ship in four thousand tons of pharmaceuticals as her liner got shot up and was in Aland shipyard for major overhaul due to an attack by bandits in the Omegas just minutes before she came here for her vacation", he finishes, replacing his glasses. "I'm happy to wait until you can consult with any other relavant parties. Doctor Naggers"
