The communications imp is standing here.
> The communications imp exclaims: Hello! Busy afternoon isn't it, Winswand?!
The communications imp mutters something about wizards under its breath.
look imp
The communications imp exclaims: BLAST!
This is the University's Official Communications imp. His job is to make sure all memos go through as they should and when they should. Sharply, he twitches from the overwhelming stress of coordinating such uncoordinated beasts as wizards. His little horns have slight chips in them from banging his head on the wall one too many times, and his little wings flutter to and fro in a flurried state of unrest. The last thing this little imp needs is another cup of coffee.
It is in good shape.
It is standing.
> To the southwest, the town crier shouts: The AM Daily newspaper is currently recruiting reporters and other authors! Contact Jeanie for details.
The communications imp exclaims: I think I might need a therapist. Are you available?!
The communications imp exclaims: Can you hear those voices too? Certainly, you MUST be able to hear all these voices! There are hundreds of them! Can't you hear them?!
The communications imp exclaims: I can take the abuse. Really I can. No. Really. Aaaarrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhh! Make it STOP!
The communications imp exclaims: Don't get me angry! You wouldn't like me angry!
The communications imp exclaims: I should have majored in something easy like...Physics!
The communications imp exclaims: Memos! How hard can MEMOS be?!
The communications imp leaves west.