Checking Up (For you, Jhaal)|Raynham, Reave

[Kender Bard]

"I trust you to make the wisest decision," Charm said in a warm, soothing voice next to his ear. Boldly, she wrapped her arms around him and gave him a quick hug. "That's why you're the leader after all."

[jhaal]

Jhaal smiled, secretly extremely relieved to have Charm close by at this strange time. "Well, I think it would be an idea to contact other leaders about this threat... if only to warn them that if Reave starts acting strangely it's because I've been killed and replaced by a madman's liege lord," he said with a laugh that rang hollow. "We definitely need a better messaging infrastructure between nations-- but until that time I suppose I'll send a message throughout the city asking for any Minds- and failing that it's a messenger on horseback again."

[Kender Bard]

Charm looked at him solemnly, but whatever was on her mind to his earlier statement, she held her peace. "Likely horseback. I haven't seen any Minds around, sadly." She sighed, and cast a furtive glance at the package she'd set down nearby for him. Things were busy; perhaps he could open it at his leisure, if leisure ever came. "Would you like me to go fetch a courier?"

[jhaal]

Jhaal sighed too, painfully aware that this letter was only the beginning of what was likely to be a busy time. "Perhaps that would be best. I'm sorry, Charm. This is just incredibly bad timing," he said softly. "Once I've sent a messenger and perhaps ordered an increase of security, we'll settle down properly. I refuse to allow our lives to be controlled by the threats of some unknown madman beyond taking sensible precautions."

[Kender Bard]

"I understand," she said softly, smiling at him with a gentle, heartwarming expression that spoke sincerely of her words. "I'll leave the package with you." She hesitated, for a split second, eyes searching his before turning and leaving abruptly to fetch the messenger, as she promised.

[jhaal]

All his attention held by the strange message, the Clear leader slumped in a chair by his writing desk and began to compose a letter of his own.


"From Jhaal of the Clears, Greetings in peace.

As much as I wish not to interfere in the business of your people, I feel it prudent to inform you of a threat I recieved today in the form of a message, according to which some person unknown to me will begin a series of violent attacks on my people should I refuse to hand over the government of Reave to them.
Naturally, I refuse to do so.
Should you by any means know the identity of the sender, I would be very much obliged if you would make them known to me. Even if not, in the spirit of co-operation and mutual benefit I offer this information in the hopes that if by some accident I am forcibly removed from office and my successor should commit acts of beligerence against your nation, you might consider my people as victims of misfortune rather than aggressors and treat them as such.

May the Forces bless you."

[Kender Bard]

After a short while passed, there was another knock at Jhaal's door. "Lady Charm told me you wanted someone to send messages sir?"

[jhaal]

Jhaal nodded. "Yes. I need you to take copies of this message to Damien of the Fires, Faolan, the Earths and the King and Queen of Caelium, as quickly as possible. The fewer people beyond the intended recipients that read it, the better."

[Kender Bard]

The man nodded, sketching an awkward salute. "Well I can be gone today. Are the messages ready?"

[jhaal]

"Yes. Here-" he paused to hand over the messages, neatly rolled scrolls sealed with wax. "Thank you."

[Kender Bard]

The messenger gave a grim smile and nodded, hastening off to do as he was bade.