Chatterbox: Inkwell

Greetings, strangers. I'm Kattlei, revered citizen of the nation of Rozion. I have sent out this frequency to anybody who may recieve it. For decades, Rozion has prided themselves on orderliness. We are the only, I repeat, only place in this world that allows magic. In limited amounts, of course. In our futuristic city, we use only control over metal, control over stone, earth control (in case of overgrowth), and control over weather. (We keep a careful eye on those with that magic.) All other magic has been banished. But recently, groups of, er, rebels, who seem to be new to this world, have been wreaking the dangerous effects of other magics upon us. Where did they come from? Are you one of them? I certainly hope not, but if you wish to assist us in catching these dangerous being, you may. Once you have finished reading this, a portal to Rozion, and quite possibly the future, will appear. 

*static covers the screen*

Hello? Is anybody there? Any Magicols? Magicols - users of magic other than metal, stone, earth, or weather. If you are there, please help. The screen's about to burn, so I don't have much time. This world is terrible. Trust me, you dont't want to- 

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