Another "Special" Delivery|Sensatia

[Kender Bard]

"Aye, I kept them," Thelon said, holding out a hand and teleporting them. He laid them on the table, all in the order in which they came.

[Northen Light36]

Tres looks over them, rereading them carefully. "Thelon, look at the signitures. They're all different. Either there's a group writing these, which the handwriting makes me doubt or... And this is only a guess, I think the letters at the bottem will spell something eventually."

[Kender Bard]

Thelon grimaced. "R-E-U. Well, that doesn't sound like much of a name or anything on its own right now. We can expect at least one other. I was thinking perhaps I could send a Mind back with the messenger to stay with her until the next letter is received. Someone sensitive to psychic impressions. Either they could analyze the letter to find out who it is, or they can try to track down the sender."

[Northen Light36]

Tres nods thoughtfully. "That could work," she murmurs. "Is there anyone with that talent in the city or should we go to Mentis?" There's just the faintest hint of wistfullness in Tres' tone. It's not that she isn't happy with Thelon, but the quietness of Sensatia grates on the Fire's nerves sometimes, being used to the noisy hustle and bustle of the clan.

[Kender Bard]

Thelon shifted. "I will ask around, but would you like to go to Mentis to search for aid there? It's not as though I can't bring you back home nightly." He smiled. "And you are more than capable of looking after yourself, so that does not worry me."

[Northen Light36]

Tres smiles, then looks a little worried. "I'd have to take Flame with me," she reminds Thelon. "I can't leave her alone for an entire day, she needs to be fed. Still, it's Mentis, there's hardly reason to be concerned." She smiles and kisses Thelon's cheek. "I'll go. We really need to solve this mystery as soon as we can. For your sake and Damien's sanity." Tres chuckles. "For a man who rules Naurorod so well, he struggles with the day to day management of a clan."

[Kender Bard]

Thelon chuckled quietly. "Aye, take Flames. If you like, you may take one or two of my more battle-oriented men with you. Libre is going to be green with envy when he learns where you and Flames have gone to."

[Northen Light36]

Tres laughs and nods. "Poor child," she chuckles. "Hmm, when this is settled and I've checked on the clan, perhaps we should take him on a little trip. My older sister, Artica lives in Ronduin these days and she hasn't gotten to meet her new family members yet." Tres smiles warmly at her husband. "After this mess, I think we'll deserve a vacation."

[Kender Bard]

"I agree," Thelon said quite warmly. "Well, will you be departing today, my dear, or tomorrow? I can have men ready at any time."

[Northen Light36]

"Well as much as I enjoy your company dear, I think we need to get this sorted out as quickly as possible," Tres replies. "I'll just go and say goodbye to Libre and Gemma and then I'll be ready to go." Giving her husband a quick peak on the cheek, Tres walks off to find first Gemma and then, after saying her goodbyes to her oldest daughter, goes looking for Libre.

[Kender Bard]

The little Mind was in his room, looking at the painted ceiling that represented some of the better known constellations of the sky. When his mother approached, he smiled at her. "Hi Momma," he said, sitting up.

[Northen Light36]

"Hello sweetie," Tres says, sitting down beside her son and stroking his hair. "I've got a job for you, little one. Do you think you can look after your father and Gemma for me while Flame and I go to Mentis?"

[Kender Bard]

"Mentis!" His eyes widened with awe. "I want to come!" A moment later, her words sank in. With his usual brightness he put two and two together. "I can't come...?" The heartbreak in his voice was obvious.

[Northen Light36]

"Not this time, little one," Tres replies, stroking Libra's hair. "I'm just going to be working. You'd be bored senseless. But if you look after Gem and your dad, I promise we'll go on a family vacation soon. How would you like to go to Ronduin and meet your auntie Artica? Maybe even, if we're lucky, your uncle Zap?"

[Kender Bard]

"Wellll.. Okay," Libre concedes. "If you promise... I'll take care of Dadda and Gem." He smiled and hugged Tres tight. "Who will take care of you?"