C.A.R.P.S.

*Arienna is seated on one of the benches, writing materials and paper spread out before her, and in the process of scribbling rows and rows of tiny elven letters when quite suddenly a look of shock slides across her face. She tosses down her quill and stands up, looking quite frantically about the inn.*

"Has anyone seen Wren? Or Lars? I need to speak to them!"

Hear you were looking for me? I was in the midst of a trigger mechanism... I think I got it working, I'd like a little more force, but.... oh... you had something of importace, yes?

*Arienna bites down on her lower lip, glancing around her and then gesturing toward the door*

"Would you mind walking with me for a moment? I... I think I'm just being paranoid and seeing shadows but I'm still worried anyway..."

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