As it turns out, Shalimar has some advice, hard to understand, but then... a day later... a delivery comes in. Large boxes filled with..effigies and punching dummies... all dressed like Harkson in utterly STUPID outfits. Harksen as a French maid. Harkson as a jester with his pants cut out. Harkson with a stupid snidely whiplash mustache. Of course it can't capture sidhe beauty, but that's all for the better. A note with it reads "If only you had distractions they'd REALLY want to focus on while you bound around in Foolscap? One that would allow them release and joy.. alas. I can think of nothing"