Disturbed|Sensatiamens, Sensatia

[Kender Bard]

Thelon dropped the letter on the first flat surface he could find and made a shaking motion with his hand, as if touching it had tainted him somehow. Shuddering, he mentally bellowed ~Xavier! Come to my home immediately!~

[Devon]

Xavier appears when he is mentally summoned. With a concerned look on his face he looks to Thelon. "You felt upset when you called for me Whats the matter?"

[Kender Bard]

Thelon gestured to the letter lying on the table. "Read that. I'm going to get us stiff drinks. If it is truth, then I fear you will need one as well." He teleported away, returning with two glasses and a snifter of brandy as he poured himself a large glassful.

[Devon]

Xavier reads the letter careful. At first there is a grin on his face, but it quickly fades as he reads on. Looking to the glass on the table he replies to Thelon quickly. "Pour one for me as well."

[Kender Bard]

"Already on it," Thelon sighs as he pours a second glass and hands it to Xavier. "What do you think? I don't know what to make about it. Surely, this has to be one of my citizens playing some sort of twisted joke. How would an outside lunatic get inside Sensatia?"

[Devon]

Xavier sips the drink and thinks on this for a moment. "The lunatic could be a mind himself. I'm sure a mind would have no problems getting past our defenses. Or someone could have let the author of this letter in."

[Kender Bard]

Thelon takes a long drink as he contemplates the two options. "You're right about the first one. I don't know how likely it would be for one of the citizens to let a random loony in. You'd think they'd be smart enough to divine their intentions. Do you think the writer is still here in Sensatia in either case?"

[Devon]

"Its very possible. If their intentions are true in the letter, then I see no reason why they'd leave since they want to be as close to you as they say."

[Kender Bard]

Thelon shuddered visibly and downed the rest of his drink in a long sip, gasping at the fire racing down his throat as a result. "Thouth," he swore again, setting the glass down. "What in the blazes should I do about this? It's the first time someone has ever been so direct with me, at least, someone that was not a Clear." He took a deep breath. "We need to find out who this is. Any suggestions?"

[Devon]

Xavier looks over the letter again. "Well, the penmanship is delicate and doesn't look like something just anyone can write. What if we have some phony petition for the people to sign? We can then check over it and match the handwriting to the one in the letter."

[Kender Bard]

"You're a genius," Thelon sighed, relaxing a trifle. "I'll pen something up and circulate it. You keep an ear and eye out for anyone foreign in the city, or any citizens acting suspicious. Dismissed, and I apologize if I dragged you from something important."

[Devon]

Xavier nods. "I'll get right on sir and don't worry I have plenty of time to do my job and take care of my family. If thats all sir I'll go get started right now." Xavier nods to Thelon and teleports to his home first. Since he had to do work he might as well make it a little fun. Searching for Luna he calls out to her. "Honey, how would you like to go out for a night on the town. Maybe we could get dinner and a drink at the tavern?"