Mara found herself following that whisper-thread through the city. Viridian Passage, if it existed, had no office. But there were people who still wore the old green sigil on their sleeves sometimes, faded patches stitched into jackets, and they didn't like to be asked questions. A woman named Sera — a courier with a face that remembered everything she had to forget — said she had seen a Viridian transport unloading crates into a locked warehouse once, late at night. The crates had been sealed with a wax emblem that matched the groove on the artifact's casing.
However, based on common technical formats, it likely functions in one of the following capacities: Possible Interpretations Unique Identifier : It may be a unique serial number fc22714057