<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y3n5ibZ.png)</div>It was honestly about as much as she could have expected from Varo, as she watched him recede back into the shadows. She shrugged the wolf pelt from her shoulders and tossed it back toward the bed and Elaine. "I do wonder what your family's forces were told when they were encouraged to come here," she said. Larissa shrugged though. She would just have to ask them when they arrived.<br/><br/>She began to write a letter addressed to her mother. Her handwriting was...serviceable. It lacked the artistry her older sisters were capable of, but it was legible and clean. She let the ink dry before rolling up the parchment and tying it with a spare bit of string.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Larissa's Letter, Addressed to Cateline Ruxvan</div><div class="spoiler_body"><em>Mother, <br/><br/>I am not sure what word you have received of Bedegar's situation since I have left. The Greymantles have committed treachery - Ashford coaxed a clan of orcs to storm Bedegar Keep - they slew the whole family, all except for Elaine. To spare you most of the details, I have secured Elaine, and I have secured Castle Rend. The old fortress, I wish you could see it. Ruined as it is, I can glimpse the glory of our past within its halls.<br/><br/>The Greymantles have installed Valerie as Regent, in the absence of a Bedegar heir - they do not know that Elaine yet lives. I have come by information that a knight under Valerie's command is to march upon and arrive at Castle Rend within about a week's time. I will have some loyal Bedegar soldiers at my side, as well as some new friends, but I would feel more at ease if you could spare some forces to assist. I know I do not give a large window of time, but please. If nothing else, we cannot allow Bedegar to become a vassel to the Graymantles. Surely that is most pressing.<br/><br/>If you need a more detailed account, please ask for Kasala.<br/><br/>Your loving daughter, <br/><br/>Risa</em></div></div><br/>"I do hope Kasala and Pinna are sated," Larissa said, slipping into just her small clothes and moving to unbar the door. "I'd hate to interrupt them again."<br/><br/>All the same, Larissa would be knocking upon the door across from hers. She needed to get to diplomat's pouch Kasala carried on her.