Book One, Chapter Three, Post Six

Terrence is disappointed that The Director isn't more directive at the moment, but that was quite a scene, and sometimes the older ones need to rest after. He approaches the young woman cradling the fallen lord. "My apologies, my lady. I'm sure you're very distressed about your father, as are we all; however, the villains are afoot, and a quick response may be vital in redressing the situation. Do you know why those devils attacked and where they may have escaped to?"

Terrence’s stomach gurgles uncomfortably.

"Er, could you point me toward the little adventurers' room?” Terrence asks.

“The what?” Arabella asks.

“The facilities. I need to wash my hands. And feet. I could be in there a while.”

“Oh, yes. Out the doors, down the hall, right at the vase that looks like an upside-down turtle, and it will be on your left.”

Terrence hurriedly exits stage right.

Roland asks, "This Ricrose, who is he? Perhaps I can help locate him?"

“My brother,” Arabella replies. “He was supposed to be here this evening... but I suppose he had better things to do.”

"What sorts of things?" Roland continues. "I don't mean to pry, but if you think he can help we need to find him."

Arabella flushes, looking rather embarrassed. Then she says in a low voice, “I’d check the taverns, brothels, and slave market. And please keep the attack and my brother’s reputation quiet.”

Roland feels a brief flash of embarrassment himself as she responds, but keeps control of his expression. Responding in an equally low voice, he says, "Understood. I will look into it personally, and tell no one."

“Thank you,” she says sincerely. “I would choose someone else to take with you. You may tell them. But no one else.”

Arabella pushes herself to her feet. “I am going to my father’s study,” she announces to the room. “I understand if any of you will be headed immediately home and want no more to do with this. However, I would appreciate help cleaning up, someone to go fetch the coroner, and any insights anyone might have on the attack. If you wish to speak with me privately, I will be in my father’s study going through his notes to find any possible connections. Hopefully, my father will wake up. If not, for now, I will take up his mantle. And once we have things sorted as much as possible, I will return to talk of the expedition.”