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The woman waves to one of the runners in the room. She leans close and whispers some instructions, and hands him the message she received earlier. The boy nods and runs off in the direction of the stairs.

Zanthia looks up with a puzzled look on her face as she watches Fredrick push past the stunned page wearing Grand Duchess Victora's colours. Watching the page for a moment and seeing no reaction, she stands and goes over to Fredrick and a very pale-faced Ithawda and guides her to a chair before...

Zanthia's search for Fredrick two days ago had been fruitless. While she had been assured by others that they had seen him, she was unable to find him. Having no more time to waste on a wild goose chase, Zanthia returned to her studies. "Enter" she calls to the knock at the door, while...

Zanthia is pacing her room today. Three days ago a runner told her that Fredrick had finally arrived and put Isawda in a room under watch. Still he had not come to see her. "Perhaps it is time to go looking for them myself." she says aloud to herself as she heads for her door.

Re: The unexpected party snack Isawda A runner comes charging up to Fredrick. "Fredrick!" He stops and takes a few heavy breaths, "The Fatespinner has been waiting for you and Isawda. She is in her rooms now." He looks around. "There is supposed to be a biata with you? Where is she?" A member...

Once Noman reaches the thrid floor, he is stopped by the attendant. After identifying himself, he is escorted to the Fatespinner's room. The attendant knocks on the door. "Enter" is heard from the other side. The attendant opens the door and requests an audience for Noman. "Of course," Zanthia...

Today finds Zanthia seated at her desk admist piles of books and scrolls. To her right a large, heavy tome is open to a page yellowed with age. On her left, she is busily scratching down information from the book onto a peice of parchment. Finally finishing, she drops the quill back in the ink...

The human woman at the desk takes the note and places it under the desk, promising to give it to Fredrick when he returns to the Enclave.

After ensuring Nadja is ok, and once again leaving her in Mater Quynn's care, Zanthia returns to her room to being researching the short message. She grabs a notebook from her desk and once again heads to the library.

Throwing open the door, Zanthia sees Nadja fall back onto the bed. She notices Garridan on the floor. Quickly she checks to make sure he is ok, then rushes to Nadja's side. Moments later, Master Quynn is rushing into the room and after also checking on Garridan, she comes around to the other...

Quynn feels several of her defenses go off an imediately knows what has happened. She drops the book she was holding onto her desk and rushes for Fredrick's side. She checks to amek sure he is ok but deceides not to wake him and spare him the headache. Quynn rushes down the hall towards the...

"Crap." Zanthia says aloud and jumps out of her chair, scattering the notes she was going over from her research in the library. She runs to the door and throws it open. Seeing one of the kitchen staff unconcious on the floor with the tray she was carring scattered all over the floor. "Double...

Zanthia returns to her room with even more papers than she left with. She drops them on her desk and begins reading and organizing them. After writing a few letters and summoning the third floor attendent to have them sent, she goes back to the cabinet where the book and arrow are locked away...

Alex leads Mar back to the main floor. "There's always something happening in the city. Though if you have noticed anything, I would attibute it to the disappearance of the king. That has made people nervous a political fighting is always bad for the common people." They stop in the main hall...

Zanthia nods. "Of course. I will have someone find you when I have something." There is a knock at the door. "Enter." The third floor attendant sticks his head in the door. "Excuse me Fatespinner. The masters are waiting on you." Zanthia glances at the old clock on the top of a book case...

Zanthia takes the book a flips through it. "This is an interesting book. Would you mind leaving these with me for a few days? I believe I have seen reference to something like this in our library. I would like to look into it more myself."

"A spirit in your arow? That is unusal." Zanthia replies. She is interupted by a knock at the door. "Enter" she calls. A plump, older human woman bearing a tray comes into the room. Zanthia quickly clears some space on the desk where the woman sets it down. "Thank-you." The woman bows a bit...

Weekends mean nothing in the upper running of Calenhelm, especially when the king is missing. Zanthia had spent almost all of the last two days in various meetings that bored her nearly to tears. The constant bickering of the nobility had given her a splitting headache. After a good night's...

A message was sent up to the third floor on behalf of Mar, requesting time to see the Fatespinner. While she had been unavalible until now, a messenger comes looking for Mar. "Mar, is it? The Fatespinner will see you now. Please follow me." The human boy leads Mar to the third floor, then down...

"Thank-you Fredrick. What you see here is my life's work, so far." Quynn turns the book towards Fredrick. "Everything I have learned is written in this book. If there is a way to help your friend, it will be in here." Continued in PM