<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y3n5ibZ.png)</div>All of what Varo had to say was...a lot to take in. Nevermind the wealth of the information, but the question remained of how his employers came by all of it, down to the detail that Pelliton had found a way into Castle Rend that wasn't by the front gate. Still nude and having a healthy amount of Elaine's seed leaking down her thighs, Larissa picked up the wolf pelt that Elaine had been wearing and wrapped it around herself.<br/><br/>"I scarcely just settled in," Larissa said. "I wasn't even expecting to find the White Tusks squatting in the castle when I departed this morning; I certainly wasn't thinking I'd be granted ownership of the ruins so easily either. ...one of two possibilities: your employers were sending the barony loyalists to bolster the White Tusks or you've been somehow keeping close tabs on me. And Pelliton would have been bound for Castle Rend regardless as he was seeking Dorokor. He'd use the forces to distract the clan, infiltrate the castle and square off against the bloodchief..." Larissa tapped her chin thoughtfully. She couldn't be sure of Pelliton's plan exactly, but that seemed to be the size of it. Not bad, if a bit blunt.<br/><br/>Larissa pulled out a few items from her pack: some parchment, an inkwell and pen, and lantern. "A week doesn't give us a lot of time...but if I write tonight, perhaps mother can spare and deploy a force to assist." She lit the lantern and set it upon the old, aged writing desk in the room - it had certainly seen better days, but it would do the job.<br/><br/>"Varo," she asked. "As you and your employers have proven quite capable, what can you tell me of the situation in Bedegar Keep? How is Valerie running the place?" She had questions of course, such as, what did he mean by some powerful entity striking a deal with Greymantle? But those could wait, depending upon how much the elf was willing to share.