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Typical transphobia, making you jump through arbitrary hoops and wait to access your E.

It's an important job!  You're learning finances in general, even if the laws change.  And the laws are unlikely to change.
You can help people with this, for money.  That's laudable respectable.

Fabulist

(Someone who composes fables)

That's one of my favorite bits/jokes in Fallen London.  In the setting, bits of information (from gossip to scientific theories to stories) are easily commodities which are exchanged as easily as coins.  Often you can exchange a bunch of lesser factoids for a few more interesting ones.  When you do there's a random chance that you the player will get a narrative hint about one of the setting's mysteries, as a message volunteered by the character you're trading with.

The Salty Fabulist (nobody has names in the Neath, only titles)... appears to follow this trend.  Except in true zailor fashion, he lies.  He lies hard.  His tales are completely inaccurate, wildly fanciful, and very easy to believe considering how much weird stuff occurs in the setting.  Occasionally his tales will even parody the truth, but never in a way that actually aids understanding.

And yet the maps he trades to you are... as accurate as any maps are, in the Neath.  The zee is constantly changing anyway.

He's a lot like M'aiq the Liar from various Elder Scrolls games.  A sprinkle of truth, here and there, but otherwise a fabulist.

I don't remember, it was 10 years ago

Nonpareil

Interluder

Bicker

Parable

Quality

Timeline corrected and causality resumed, I'll let you time citizens off with a time warning this time.

But I think you'll find that dwarves are excellent minions, the cats just don't bother to utilize them.

Edit: I was so proud of remembering the "me" tag I forgot to close it

Woooo!!  Congratulations!
Four days ago I got prescribed sublinguals to avoid my allergy problem, despite always hearing that they were much more expensive than intramuscular.  And... they aren't??  Even at a much higher dosage to counter what I accidentally swallow, it's about the same cost and I don't have to, yaknow, jab myself every week.

I have weirdly mixed feelings about it, having come to associate the weekly dose with a positive mood shift.  But rationally it's a huge relief!  They taste kinda minty and don't give me sore itchy hives!

My current signature:

This one didn't want to be who they was. On the Surface – it was a dull, unconsidered sadness. But everything changed. Which implied everything could change.

Obviously I love this quote a lot.  It sums up a lot of feelings for me, in a way I think is probably easy to interpret.

I remember it to myself as "Everything changed.  Which implied ANYTHING could change."  It truly was an unthinkable hope, until everything changed.  All the comforting barriers fell away and I was left, much against my will, with nothing but radical freedom.  (The Liberation of Night faction/project, in the game's terms). 
Suddenly there no walls, no rules of politeness.  Terrifying.  DEEPLY terrifying.  The institutions I thought had value were revealed as meaningless, dust on the wind. 
But as consolation, there was nothing stopping me from pursuing my heart's desire.
(it's HRT, I'm talking about biologically transing my body instead of dreaming and whispering)

"Everything changed.  Which implied everything could change."
It's not exactly tautology, but it's obvious isn't it?  We like to pretend it isn't, that we can build monuments which will last forever.
Last forever without becoming ironic, OZYMANDIAS KING OF KINGS.
Maybe it's better that we can't do that.  That everything we do will, one day, be a grain of sand on the beach.
Or a tear in the rain, heh.

Maybe I'm just freaking out because my power was out a whole 12 hours and the dark was very spooky with my dwindling battery.  But I still feel happier these days.  Perhaps if one seeks reassuring restrictions they should look to a loving and accepting partner, not polities and family.