Book One, Chapter Six, Post Fifteen

Within an hour, a wagon packed with everything the group has asked for has been arranged in the grounds courtyard. It is drawn by a team of horses rather than cattle, and it appears that the two mounts will be used with the other five horses for future travel. No creature is provided for Tyrects to ride, given his stature and odd build.

When everyone assembles, Arabella hands a case to Terrence. “Take good care of it. I couldn’t find any of the specialized equipment you all asked for, but I am willing to part with this. Instruments like that are not to be mishandled or abused. If you wish to replace it, I ask only that you return this instrument to me.” When Terrence pops the case open, laying nestled in the velvet is a stunning lute made of incredibly pale wood. It is etched with designs of forest creatures and has the faintest golden dusting.

Terrence gives the lute a few good strums, then fiddles with the tuning. "I've never seen one like this! And an angelique at that--how apropos! Good gods, my lady! You'd entrust an instrument like this to ME? You must be quite mad, but I admire your style. Be assured, I'll treat it like kin. Better."

“I expect nothing less.” Arabella then waits for you all to get mounted up or take your seats in the wagon before she waves you off on your exciting journey.