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[Lezaford's cottage in the Aldanna Range is exactly what one would expect of a centuries-old Archmage. If they were aware of his age or magical capabilities. Most don't and he likes it that way. Everywhere one looks in this simple dwelling, there are books. Books upon books. And more books. If anything seems oddly displaced, it's the suit of Judge's armor set off in one corner. Or maybe the Grimoire on his reading table.

He's expecting a guest, maybe two, sometime soon anyway. The number of guests about to cram into his small home is going to be a surprise. Once he pulls himself out of the book he's engaged in reading.]


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Adelle wrote a letter to Al-Cid Margrace. )

Adelle wrote a letter to Penelo. )

Adelle wrote a letter to Lezaford. )

Adelle wrote a letter to Hurdy. )

[ Upon sealing the letters with a rather distinct feline paw print, Adelle spares the open grimoire atop the desk at which she's seated a glance to find the contents of the letters scrolling across a page that was blank mere moments before. She's been diligent in observing the grimoire since she came upon it and is nothing short of pleased to see both birds fall solidly with one stone. These letters are an absolute necessity, but they've doubled as a test and if this doesn't count as a success, nothing does. Still, that she and Penelo have come into these books, each evidently intended for them, and as Penelo just returned from another world doesn't sit well with her with people claiming to be from other worlds allegedly appearing and Cid and Vaan being missing.

Adelle has got a lot of questions and not near enough answers to relax just yet.

Pushing herself up from her seat, the young woman reaches to pocket the letters and adjust the bow atop her head, tail swinging behind her. She's got a mail drop to make and a sprawling city to comb for answers. It's not long before she's out and about in Rabanastre's streets, her letters promptly sent. She's got a lot of ground to cover and she's well aware there's no way she'll cover it all in a day, what with the sheer size of the city and Lowtown underneath, too. Keen eyes are sharpened and equally keen ears opened.

Look alive, Rabanastre. Adelle the Cat is on the prowl and for more than fat purses today and night. ]

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