Complete Private Quest Eastern Brisshal [ Reaping Season I ] For Lovers Who Hesitate

[Luthien]

"Maybe he likes her?"
"That's a weird way to tell someone you like them though...?"

Not that Lúthien was an expert int he topic though, the blonde giving a faint shrug of her shoulders much like Unmei had before they all stepped into the home of the human. The living room was homey and quaint, her crimson eyes looking over the area before settling on the half finished quilt hanging over the arm of a chair.

"Oh, that's lovely~" She couldn't help but chirrup softly upon setting her eyes on the work in progress, admiring what little she could see, before turning to look at the woman as she provided an alternative to make up for the busted window. "Yeah, of course! Just tell me what to do and I'll help out."

A pause, before the elf perked up slightly as she remembered her manners.

"Oh, I'm Lúthien, it's nice to meet you miss..."

"Ingrid." One by one the woman shifted her attention to the others, hands shaken only if they were offered, before her gaze returned towards Lúthien with an amused expression. "Connie being here means the contest is finally over at last, so tell me..."

"Were you the one that got the best of him this year?"
"Ah, y-yeah, I won in the end."
"... by how much?"

She could see the woman was fishing for something, and who was Lúthien to not give her the information that Ingrid wanted to hear? A wide grin spread on her lips then, winking at the human as she spoke.

"Absolutely smoked him~"

@Yugam

 

[Yugam]

"Is that true, Connie?" the woman said in a teasing tone, looking over at the elf with a mischievous smile. "This little lady 'smoked you'?"

Connington gave a nervous laugh as he pulled his hat off his head, holding it close to his chest. "Yes, though I am ashamed to admit it, she did indeed. In fact, I fear that I might never attain her level of focus and speed. It was quite the sight."

Yu couldn't help but don an amused smile before he glanced over at Luthien, giving her a proud look.

Of course, they had matters to attend to though. "Uh, pardon me, but you said your name was 'Ingrid', right?" the man said to the woman before looking at the other Traveler again. "Luth, what was the last name on the package? Didn't Supervisor what's-his-face say we were supposed to take it to an 'Ingrid Something-or-Other'?"

@Luthien

 

[Luthien]

She was absolutely beaming at the praise handed over at first, a natural toothy grin that eventually gave way to a faint rosy coloration on her cheeks when the archer mentioned her focus and speed. "I w-was just having a really good day I guess... there's still a lot for me to learn." Her eyes had carefully glanced over in Yugam's direction for a moment, only to be surprised seconds later when the man turned to speak in her direction.

"The packag—oh, right, the package!!!"

The woman couldn't help but arch an eyebrow high in the air as she watched the interaction, the blonde elf moving her fingers through invisible options in the air, before a small box suddenly materialized into her hands. "Here you go, Ingrid~ The League had this pending for delivery to you." A nod was given before the woman outstretched her hands, receiving the package in question before she moved to place it by the mantle over the fireplace for the time being.

Alright, shall we go repair a window then?

A pointed look was given to Connie as the woman spoke, before she smiled int he direction of Lúthien and the others as the blonde quickly nodded and followed behind Ingrid's footsteps.

@Yugam

 

[Yugam]

"Alright, shall we go repair a window then?"

"I'll help," Yu offered, "I'm pretty handy when it come to that kinda stuff." When Yu had lived in a dorm before moving into his apartment, the man had been known among his roommates as the one to call on if you didn't want to wait for maintenance to come fix something. He could even remember one particular instance where his roommate had some knocked both her closet doors off their slides. Though that hadn't been difficult, he still had no clue how she'd managed that.

Following the two Lander's up, the arrows were among the first things they could see as they entered the room, namely because they were stuck into the adjacent wall. The second was all the broken glass that littered the floor beneath the window sill.

"Ah, I'll get the broom so you don't cut yourselves," Ingrid said before hurrying back downstairs.

"I do believe we've forgotten the window putty as well. Sir, would you kindly go down ask Ms. Ingrid for that whilst your elf companion and I retrieve our arrows?"

"Sure," Yu replied with a nod before heading back down, Unmei in tow.

@Luthien

 

[Luthien]

"Let's see... where did I put that thing now?"

The woman had been the first to bound back down the stairs upon seeing the mess of glass shards all over the floor, her steps taking Ingrid to the kitchen area before she peeked into the pantry closet. This was were her broom and dustpan combo were usually stored, but for some reason that wasn't the case today and it caused the human to frown. Clearly she had used them then, though for the life of her it seemed Ingrid couldn't remember right at the top of her head.

"Hmmm? Oh, everything alright with you two?"

It was then she noticed the two dark-haired figures coming down the stairs, an eyebrow raised slightly before Ingrid spoke to the pair.

~ ~​

Her gaze fell onto the mess the shattered window had created inside the room, a wince flickering through her elven features for a moment, before Lúthien heard Ingrid head down first in search for a broom. A boot carefully nudged one of the many shards of glass around the place, before the blonde carefully began making her way towards the wall where both arrows were currently lodged into. She pulled her own free first, inspecting it to make sure no major damage had affected it, before it was promptly returned to the blonde's quiver along with the rest of the bundle.

"... would you kindly go down ask Ms. Ingrid for that... "
"Sure."

Lúthien was vaguely aware of Yugam and Unmei having left the room, off in a small errand of locating something that was missing for the window repair—she hadn't been paying enough attention when Connington had made his request to the pair. The elf's attention turned instead to the other arrow stuck to the wall, carefully loosening the head to retrieve it before a frown formed on Lúthien's face as she realized both arrows had left considerable indentations into the surface.

"It'd be nice to try and fix these too while we're at it..."

@Yugam

 

[Yugam]

"Hmmm? Oh, everything alright with you two?"

"Yeah, we just need the window putty," Yugam answered as he stopped at the foot of the stairs. "Uh, need help finding that broom?" the man asked.

"Oh, that'd be lovely, thank you," Ingrid said with a smile. "I thought I'd left it in the broom closet, but I guess not."

"I'll look around in the kitchen," Unmei offered before heading in that direction.

"In that case, I'll check the porch real quick, maybe, you left it out there."

"Thank you, you two. I'll look in the living room them. Between the three of us, we should find it in no time."

~ ~​

The elf's boots crunched as he stepped on the broken glass, towards the arrows embedded in the walls. A number of other patched holes in the wall. He smiled at her as she handed him his own arrow. "Thank you kindly," he said, before running calloused fingers over two new holes.

"So, you and that boy of yours. How long have you two been together?" the elf asked as he went over to the windows and began to brush away the left over glass in the window sill with the shaft of his arrow.

@Luthien

 

[Luthien]

She heard the man's footsteps as his boots stepped over the broken glass, further breaking down the pieces into smaller ones. Her head turned to look at the older elf with a questioning look, one eyebrow raised even as she offered his arrow back. "Really, you had to step on it?" He took it, before his hand reached over for the same wall as he traces the two new indentations on the wall. Her question was seemingly ignored, a fact that caused the younger elf to huff ever so slightly, before his voice finally filtered into the room once more.

"So, you and that boy of yours."
"Boy of mine... oh, are you talking about Yugam?"
"How long have you two been together?"

Lúthien had been about to correct the man on the choice of words used to refer to the hemomancer, when the sudden question caught the blonde off-guard. Surprise caused her to step back in response and, since she hadn't been looking, soon enough the sound of crunching glass reached her ears as her boot stepped on a few of the many pieces scattered around the floor.

"He's n-not... w-we're not...!"

The elf could feel the heat that rose to her cheeks as she spoke, her hands instinctively reaching for the ends of her ponytail as they began to fidget with the strands of hair. Meanwhile Connington had moved over to the window sill, carefully dusting some of the glass shards that laid on it with the fletching of his arrow.

~ ~​

She was thankful for the assistance the two humans offered, the girl heading for the kitchen while the boy headed out towards her porch. That meant the living room was left to her, but after a quick look around (there weren't a lot of places here where one could just hide a broom and dustpan after all) Ingrid came up empty-handed in her search.

"Well, it's definitely not here... haaah." The woman couldn't held the mildly annoyed sigh that left her lips, her gaze turning towards the kitchen then. "Nny luck over there, uuuh shit... don't think I got your name or the boy's, did I?"

@Yugam

 

[Yugam]

"Oh, really?" the elf said with tone of surprise, looking over at Luthien as he returned his arrow to the quiver on his back. "Then, why...?" Connington trailed off as he began to think better of the question. "Well, that's an awful shame. A beautiful young woman like yourself. He must not know what it is he is missing." The elf said as donned a soft, charming smile as he took a step towards the girl. "And what about you? Surely you don't leap into the arms of every man like that?"

He did not understand what the nature of their relationship was. Anyone who had seen then would have assumed that they were a couple, of that Connington was certain. But a knowledgeable man such as he also knew that not all things were as simple, least of all love. Arranged marriages, betrothals, wives, mistresses, secret affairs and run away lovers. He'd seen them all. And yet he would not have called what those two had any of those names.

~ ~​

Unmei looked up at the homeowner with a faint look of surprise when she'd heard the woman cuss, if only because it had been unexpected. "Uh, no I don't believe you have. My name is Unmei, and his Yugam," the sword-spirit said, introducing herself and the hemomancer.

"I didn't see the broom in here, either," she reported while she took one last glance around. "Uhm, is there anywhere else you might've left it?" There were only so many rooms in this house, despite how large it was. It's relatively open floor plan made it easy to look around, but so far, Unmei hadn't seen stick nor bristle of this broom.

@Luthien

 

[Luthien]

"Then, why...?"
"... why what?"

There was a pause as the older elf seemed to reconsider his words, whatever question had been lingering on the tip of his tongue given up for the time being. Lúthien's cheeks remained slightly flushed as Connie chose to complement her (?) instead, the elf turning her attention to the shards on the floor instead as she crouched low to the floor.

"And what about you? Surely you don't leap into the arms of every man like that?"
"O-Of course not...!"

There was a huff that accompanied her words, a light stuttering still present as the elf could now feel the very tip of her ears beginning to flare up as well. Carefully her hands reached out for the larger pieces, attempting to grab then by a flat looking edge as she began piling a few of them together in preparation for when the others returned.

~ ~​

"Unmei and Yugam, huh. Those are very unique names, they suit you both really well." She offered the woman a smile before sighing as Unmei confirmed the broom was not in the kitchen either. "Mmm, I guess I might've left it out on the porch the other day... hopefully it's still there and some wild critter didn't run off with it or something."

Either that or it was up in her room and none of them had seen it... but that seemed unlikely with five pair of eyes present, right?

@Yugam

 

[Yugam]

"O-Of course not...!" Luthien stammered out, her face suddenly flush with embarrassment. The older elf couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction, knowing how the body often betrayed one's inner thoughts.

"So then he is special to you," he prodded, moving around and kneeling down in front of Luthien before flashing her another devilish smile before beginning to carefully pick up the tiny shards of glass and drop them into his hand. "Why else would you have leapt into his arms and kissed him so passionately?" She wasn't his mistress, or vice versa. No secret extra-marital couple would be as fool-hardy as that, to expose their affections publicly. So the man clearly meant something to the elf, but perhaps they simply had not formally expressed their interest in each other. Or perhaps something else was keeping them apart, as foolish as that might be. The wise knew as foolish and prone to inflicting pain as love was, it was also stubborn, and not so easily ignored.

~ ~​

"Found it!" Yu's voice suddenly came from the entrance as he opened the door, broom and dust pan in hand. "It was hiding beneath the porch. Musta gotten kicked under there or somethin'," the man explained as he entered, the door closing behind him. "Uh, we still need the window putty though," he reminded Ingrid.

"Ah, of course, I'll retrieve it, just a moment." The woman wandered over to her storage closet again, pulling up the door and rummaging around it near the bottom for a few minutes. She knew it was in there somewhere..."Aha, got it!" The woman stood back up, holding a small glass jar of grey clay. "Is there anything else you'll be needing?" she asked the hemomancer as Unmei took the jar from her.

"Nah, I got a knife, thanks. We'll have that window fixed up in a bit."

@Luthien

 

[Luthien]

”So then he is special to you.”

His words caused Lúthien to look away from her task, her crimson gaze fixed on the man’s face as he knelt not far from her with a devious smile on his lips. She wasn’t sure what to make of Connington, or what his intent was with this line of inquiry, but even if she had chosen to not speak the man would’ve had his answer regardless. If one were to look in the dictionary for the definition of an open book Lúthien was sure a picture of her face would be present besides the entry.

"… h-he is."

Her gaze had quickly looked back to the ground and the various shards of glass, the redness at the top of her ears still prominent as Connington emphasized the moment Yugam and her had shared shortly after her archery victory. Maybe that was it, perhaps the older elf just found it fun to tease the blonde in return for the results of today’s contest—

"Oww!"

A hissed complain left her lips the second Lúthien felt a sharp nick on her index finger, the elf quickly releasing the glass shard she had been picking up. A few shakes of her wrist tried to alleviate the stinging sensation she felt, before the injured digit in question was quickly stuck into her mouth out of habit.

Served her right for not paying attention…

~ ~​

A relieved sigh left the woman when the young man called out to them, his figure appearing moments later with the broom and dustpan in tow. ”Thats a relief… for a moment I was worried I’d need to get another one to replace them.” considering this was the third set she’d acquired since the fall season had began Ingrid was quite happy to see she wouldn’t need to go out for a fourth any time soon.

When Yugam reminded her about the window putty she excused herself for a moment, the flask containing the substance easier to find in comparison. After all it wasn’t often that arrows were being let loose around the village, which greatly decreased the amount of times Ingrid needed to pull out the clay like substance in question.

The jar was carefully handed over to the black-haired girl when she approached, a soft smile on Ingrid’s lips. ”Sounds like you’ve had plenty of experience with this sort of thing, hmm? At the very least the pair seemed dependable enough, so perhaps… she paused for a moment, seemingly considering an option, before the woman spoke again.

”How long will you be staying in Hovelis…?”

@Yugam

 

[Yugam]

Connington was glad to see that his perception was still quite sharp. Though, the young elf was quite easy to read. As easy as a book. So that left the question of whether or not the boy harbored feelings for her. Connington had yet to interact at length with the man, but the pair's display alone told him he did indeed. Again, such public displays were only committed to by the lovesick and liars. But the man did not strike the elf as a liar.

Luthien pricked her finger on a shard of glass, a sharp cry of pain issuing from her lips before she stuck the finger in her mouth. "I dare say that is not sanitary," the elf said before gently grasping Luthien's hand. "Here, let me see..."

~ ~​

"Sounds like you've had plenty of experience with this sort of thing, hmm?"

"Ha, I guess you could say that," Yugam replied as he began to scale the stairs, one step at a time. "Used to fixing things." Windows were a first though. But, the man knew enough to feel confident in his ability to due so.

"How long will you be staying in Hovelis…?" Ingrid then asked as she followed the two dark-haired figures up the stairs.

"Uh, not sure. However long it take us to map the surrounding area," Yugam answered back before Unmei hopped in.

"Speaking of, is there an inn in town? We could really use a few beds for the evenings." Though the woman had spent her fair share of nights in a sleeping bag on the ground before a fire, she wasn't exactly eager for the next time, especially not if it was in the middle of town where they'd look like a few homeless bums.

"Oh, uh, hey?" Yu suddenly said stopping at the doorway to the room with the broken window. Both Luthien and Connington were knelt on the ground, while the man held Luthien's hand in his own, their eyes locked onto each others. "Not interrupting a marriage proposal or something, are we?" the man said with a half-smile. Was he confused? Yes. But that wasn't the only thing. There was some other emotion Yu couldn't quite put his finger on. Something between petty jealousy, and what a child might feel seeing their sibling playing with their favorite toy. Some kind of possessiveness. Well, whatever it was, it made Yu uncomfortable.

@Luthien

 

[Luthien]

"I dare say that is not sanitary," His words caused the blonde to look up, a faint shrug given by her shoulders considering her mouth was currently busy. Here, let me see..."

Before Lúthien could protest the man had reached over for her hand, beginning to inspect it even as the elf started to stammer out a protest. "A-Ah, it's fine r-really...!" After all it was just a tiny nick, no need for the older elf to be concerned over it—

"Not interrupting a marriage proposal or something, are we?"

The second she heard the familiar voice come from the doorway Lúthien could've sworn her heart absolutely stopped. Her hand was quickly retrieved back from Connie's grasp, perhaps with more force than she'd actually intended, just as the blonde stood upright and turned to look at Yugam.

"Of c-course not, that'd be silly Yu...!" The elf was aware that her cheeks were still red from her conversation with Connington, only exasperated further now as the worry that this might cause a terrible misunderstanding flooded the younger elf. "I was picking up some of the larger glass shards but wasn't careful enough... and one of them nicked my finger t-that's all."

By then Ingrid had also followed the pair up to the room, the human raising a questioning eyebrow in the direction of her childhood friend as she listened to the poor elven girl stammer out an explanation. Her attention turned to Unmei then and thw inquiry the girl had verbalized, though her words came out harsher than intended at first before Ingrid got a hold of herself.

"Yes, I believe there is an inn here, though it's quite small. You can't miss it though, it's right by the bakery... I think it was called The Green Spirit, right Connie?"

@Yugam

 

[Yugam]

The speed at which Luthien retracted her hand and shot to her feet rivaled that of her shooting speed. She stammered out some form of denial that caused the man to raise an eye brow. "Uh huh...are you okay?" he asked, a faint note of concern in his voice, despite the skeptical look on his face.

"Y-yeah, see?" the elf responded, holding her index finger out towards him, a tiny pinprick of blood beading atop the extended digit.

A short lance of pain shot through the

"So then he is special to you."

"…H-he is."

man's skull, causing him to wince as voices echoing in his head for just a moment. The man quickly began to feel very foolish. For a number of reasons. Stupid assumption, even if it was in jest. Stupid to hear disembodied voices. Stupid to feel the way he had. She wasn't his.

"Oh, not too bad," the man said, quick to cover up any signs of discomfort. "Uh, I'll get started on the window. Don't bother sweeping yet, gonna have a lot of crap to clean up by the time I'm done," the man said as he stepped around the elves towards the window, drawing a knife from his belt.

Ingrid then answered Unmei's question, shooting Connington a very pointed look as she did so. "O-oh, yes. Indeed, there is," the elf responded with a nervous chuckle. "Are you fellows looking for a place to stay a while?" he asked.

"Mhmm, we're gonna be here a bit, mapping the area," Unmei reiterated as a scraping noise began to fill the room, Yu removing the old sealant from the window's edges.

@Luthien

 

[Luthien]

She’d been too nervous to properly notice any discomfort in the man’s face, unaware as the elf was about Yugam’s ability to peer into visions when provided with the sight of blood. A part of her felt silly regarding her current feelings, after all she had done nothing to feel guilty about in the first place, but the sparse couple of words that Yugam gave her before sidestepping around both elves left a terrible taste in the blonde’s mouth.

”...” She wasn’t sure what to make of the current interactions, the woman quietly observing as the elf stuck the nicked index finger back in her mouth before her other hand seemed to toy with her HUD for a few moments. ”Do you know if they still have spare rooms, Connie? After all, you're usually hanging around their tavern anyway.”

It took a few moments before Lúthien managed to pull out a bandaid from her inventory, something that the blonde realized she should’ve just done from the very beginning, before carefully wrapping it around her nicked finger. She stood awkwardly for a moment, her eyes moving from the trio currently conversing and then to Yugam as he began to work on the window, before the elf mentally chided herself. After all she had said she’d help fix what she’d broken, so why was she standing around letting the man do the bulk of the work?

"C-Can I…?"

She’d never worked on fixing a window before in her life, but the elf was a pretty observant creature… and she’d always been good with her hands too. Her own throwing knife had been pulled out, taking a moment to see how Yugam worked his blade onto the old sealant to pry it off, before she started trying to mimic the motions on the other glass panel that an arrow (either hers or Connie’s) had pierced through.

@Yugam

 

[Yugam]

"Ha, I may be a dashing rogue, but I am no drunkard," the elf said with a charming smile, whilst somehow still feigning offence. Of course, as soon as Ingrid had shot him a pointed look, the man was cowed, meekly correcting his statement. "They should have one or two still, not enough for all three of you though."

"That shouldn't be a problem actually," Unmei said looking over at the two at the window. "We'll make do."

"Actually, I was hoping to ask you three for a favor..."

~ ~​

"C-can I?" the elf had nervously asked the man, drawing his eyes up to her.

He gave her a sheepish smile, still feeling foolish himself, before answering, "Yeah, go ahead. Just scrape off the old putty. Careful not to cut yourself in case there's any left over glass." He went back to his own pane, slowly peeling off the old and dried clay as he listened to the others behind him talk about lodgings for the evening. He could feel Unmei's eyes bore into his back as she mentioned they wouldn't need more than a couple rooms for the three of them.

"Actually, I was hoping to ask you three for a favor..."

"Hmm? What's up?" the man asked, glancing over his shoulder at the woman who was asking for their help.

"You said you're from you're the Explorer's League, right? Well, this might be a little outside of your expertise, but I've been hearing strange noises from neighbors in the evening. Howling, and barking, and what not. They don't have a dog, and, well...I haven't seen them lately, I want to know that they're okay."

"Uh, have you tried knocking on their door?"

"Yu!" Unmei hissed at the man, who turned around with a confused look on his face. "What? It's a valid question!" The girl rolled her eyes in response.

"I have, but they've yet to answer."

@Luthien

 

[Luthien]

She hadn’t meant to, but when Yugam agreed to having Lúthien help her elven features had brightened almost instantly. "Mhmm, I’ll be careful!" While the man worked on the bottom left panel the elf had turned to tackle the top right one, making sure to keep a secure grip on the handle of her knife even as her index and middle fingers gently pressed the flat of her blade to carefully guide it.

Little by little she began to make headway on her task, the soft scritch scritch of the blade peeling off the old and dried up clay echoing inside her ears as the blonde focused. It caused all other sounds and conversations to slowly be pushed out of her mind, and for a moment Lúthien felt no different performing this task as she would usually feel back in the real world as Valeria when working on even the most minute details in her cosplays.

”Yu!”
"What? It's a valid question!"

She had visibly startled when Unmei had hissed at the hemomancer, the tip of her blade skipping before it carved a small part of the wooden frame that held the various panels of the window together. "’Ñeta..." She grimaced upon noticing, a hand carefully rubbing over it to confirm it wasn’t just her imagination, before she turned to give Ingrid an apologetic look.

"I have, but they've yet to answer." She didn’t miss the sound of metal scraping against wood when the blonde elf startled, her hand waving softly to indicate it was all water under the bridge once she’d caught the look on Lúthien’s face.

”I’m not sure what else to do at this point, but it’s been over a week since the noises began. I told the guard about it too, but they didn’t seem quite concerned about it; they passed by the place once and left after maybe five minutes saying they didn’t hear a thing.”

@Yugam

 

[Yugam]

"So you want us to investigate?" Yugam asked as he peeled up a strip of the rubbery sealant which broke off at the corner of the pane.

"Yes, and I'd like to accompany you," Yu shot the woman a skeptical look, a brow raised. His first reaction was to deny the request. Usually he denied such requests, as often the odd jobs he took were more dangerous than his clients were capable of handling. But a wellness check? On second thought, that wouldn't be so bad. After all, how dangerous could that be? Famous last words.

"Uh, sure I guess," the man replied, looking at both Luthien and Unmei for confirmation before starting on the left side of the window.

"If that's the case, I'd like to join as well," Connington suddenly said, drawing a surprised look from the others.

"What? You? Why?" Ingrid asked, almost shocked.

"Well, they are my neighbors as well. We all live in this village, Ingrid. I may as well accompany you. Besides, it's been too long since I've chatted idly with them." Connington then turned and looked at the other three in the room. "That is, if you three are amenable to the idea."

Yu shrugged, not looking up from his work as he began to peel back another strip of putty. "Fine with me, if everyone else is cool with it."

@Luthien

 

[Luthien]

"Uuh, yeah… that’s fine with me too. Besides, if we're gonna do a wellness check it’ll probably go better if there’s people they know around with us?" Hopefully it turned out to be just a misunderstanding and not something major. "Who are ‘they’ actually? I’m guessing it’s not normal they go NC like that, right?"

”Nope, and that’s exactly why I’m worried,” A long sigh escaped the woman, causing the elf to lift an eyebrow slightly—whoever these people were it was clear they were important to Ingrid. ”Pierce and Agda have lived here in Hovelis since before I was even born. They’re well known in the village, and well loved too.”

She managed to peel off a long string of the old and rubbery clay, slowly but surely making headway on their current task as the group conversed. ”Usually if they’re stepping out of the village they’ll let me know so I can house sit for them, but they never mentioned anything of the sorts the last time we spoke…” The woman’s voice trailed off then, the furrowed eyebrows and slight frown on her face showing the concern Ingrid was feeling.

@Yugam

 

[Yugam]

Yu had moved on to the top of the window sill, scraping away the old sealant as Ingrid explained why she was so concerned about the couple next door. Seemed reasonable enough. Yu just hoped it wouldn't turn into some weird search and rescue quest where they'd been kidnapped and all that was left behind was a cryptic note. The man just didn't have the brain power for a long investigation right now.

"Well, let's finish up here and we can head on over there. It'll be getting dark soon anyways, and I'm starting to get hungry. Maybe it'll turn out to be nothing and we can go get some food and start mapping tomorrow," the man said, looking over at Luthien and Unmei.

"I'm sure its nothing," Unmei commented, as she started sweeping the floor behind the two Travelers. "Maybe they've just needed some time alone, or you missed them. Who knows."

"I'm not so certain abou-"

"Come now Ingrid. No need to worry when we don't even know what's going on yet. I'd wager they'll be enjoying their dinner when we go a'knocking. You'll see," Connington reassured the woman as he went to pull the pane of glass from beneath the bed.

@Luthien