"I know... I awoke in the carriage, drugged or poisoned maybe, but my cloths were shifted, like they'd been searching for something....I don't know what it could have been..I don't carry any personal items on myself, while in foreign lands to avoid pickpockets...She must have had other motives I am still unaware of....Wait their was a note...but I just assumed it purpose was to shame me, I didn't have a clue as to it's true nature....Gods, Luna....what sort of heathen curse did your kin place on me?" Servian said, collapsing onto his knees, the anxiety of the situation starting to sink in.