Gisella was not an easy one to find, after all, most peasant 'boys' all look the same, and that can be doubly said for ravens. Also when the one that one seeks can sometimes be seen in the company of some what aggressive looking individuals approaching can on occasion be more than a little difficult.<br/><br/>The letter was certainly not a surprise but it was not a pleasant one. In fact it was as well received as a fart in court the courier was lucky he did not get his eyes pecked out. Dammit, she had just got in with a local pack of  young wolves and was indeed making some headway to proving herself yet further. The truth was Gisella was aware that she had no choice in the matter, the bargain had been made well into the past and it was not one that would easily be broken. After all for her kind it was not wise to upset the spirits, especially the powerful ones.<br/><br/>First things first she would have to tell the ‘lads’ she had to leave. Of course they would likely want to join her, them being all loyal and the like. However they would likely be even less welcome than the letter that had arrived for her, in general most of them lacked subtlety and that might proove very dangerous.<br/><br/>After that palaver, there was planning a route…she could likely get hold of a few flight paths for the umbra and the real world. It would be easy to get on a boat if needs be. Yes there were always ways and means to deal with a situation even if one had no wish to be in it. The thought of having to deal with ‘the creatures of the night’ did fill Gisella with much joy at all, she had of course learned something of them due to this bargain, however it seemed they were hardly to be trusted, and there would be no looking into their eyes that was for sure. Well at least most of them could not fly…<br/><br/>Though the young woman did know she had a couple of tricks up her rather ragged sleeves, she would just have to learn to be as tricksy as them.<br/><br/>Time to talk to the relevant folks and make her plans…<br/>