No answer.

Does the guy list his address tag or anything?

Yes he does. If Timothy cares to address something to The Sensational Scandalsheet.

Timothy has information for the Sensational Scandalsheet regarding the destruction of Valinor, and would like to share it.

The Sensational Scandalsheet is interested, please tell its editor and principal contributor more.

When Minor forwards this he writes that he's human and it's inconvenient to conjure his mail, any chance they can answer the summons?

The Sensational Scandalsheet editor does not answer summonses himself but would be happy to send a junior journalist; here is her name.

Sure. He draws a circle for that one.

Here is a blonde demon who chooses for some reason to wear glasses. "Hello!"

"Hi!" Even most people he knows who need vision correction don't wear glasses, they're kind of newfangled. "How much have you guys already turned up about the destruction of Valinor? Beyond what's in the articles, I mean."

"We rush to press pretty fast, I don't think we have anything not yet broken."

"Okay. Should I start at the beginning or with the highlights -"

"Oh, the beginning, we can condense it from there."

"Okay. Cam got summoned by a kid on a ship escaping Valinor. They were escaping Valinor because it was run by these powerful magical beings called the Valar, who are worshipped there as gods, and one of them had just knocked its binary star system around and made the place uninhabitable. The other ones were trying to fix it but they were also doing mind-control curses on the people trying to leave. Cam makes the refugees a bunch of food, asks who to talk to for an explanation of what is going on, gets the explanation that these refugees are going off to Endorë to fight the evil god who destroyed their home, makes them a bunch of ships, makes a planet somewhere far away and hidden from the evil god to house refugees if necessary."

She adjusts the mic on her collar and nods.

"Then he swings by Endorë to check out the war with the evil god. He's thinking check if the evil god is actually evil, level his evil empire if so, why not. What he finds out is that the evil god is basically just toying with the entire population. He has the power to knock stars around, he has biological weapons that can kill everything on the planet in five days flat, but he's giving his magically enslaved servants machine guns and sending them out to dig trenches. So if Cam levels the place, looks like that just means the evil god will try a little bit harder.

And it's worse than that. See, Elves don't die - that's why there're none of them in Limbo. Orcs neither. They have a chip in their heads that backs up their brains, and if they die they can be reembodied around the chip or someone with an offsite backup can reload them from the offsite backup. Cam tries making chips, of course. Doesn't work. He can reembody people if their chips are intact, though.

He has not tried taking chips back with him to Hell. The results of that experiment seem like they might be of interest to your readers, but for some reason no Elves want to try it."

"And no one's tried it without their permission?"

"Not that I know of. You could probably check."

Nod.

"Anyway. The Enemy's been doing his best to capture Elves alive or dead in a way that leaves their chips intact. And then he uploads them, and makes a couple thousand copies, and tortures them. He has a whole continent dedicated to server farms for this, and backups offsite, some of them outside the star system."

"Why?"

"Quite possibly just for fun. You are welcome to try to investigate it; the evil god has been crippled and deprived of all his power, so it's safe enough now."

"How has it been verified that the servers contained what you say?"

"Retrieved some people off them. They didn't appreciate the favor. I can get you transcripts but I dunno if anyone'll let you instantiate them for questioning."

"I'd love transcripts."