Sovelis went back to eating his large sandwich, which was almost gone. Too bad niether of them wanted one..this is good.

From upstairs, a sound like a door unlocking was heard, and that it was. Labufa came down, rubbing one of her eyes, her shirt wide open. She looked down at Sovelis, and made a small smile. "What happen?" she asked.

Sovelis took a last bit of his now gone sandwich. "Thfmp mlpmlpn cmm mpfnd tpmf thfph mpfh." he said. [translation: The mailman came and took the papers] He stood up and went inside.

OoC: yes. I speak muffled.

Labufa looked at Sovelis for a moment, trying to understand what he said, then smiled. "Good. Now, where's Sethu? Did he go to bed too?" she asked.

Sovelis swallowed what was in his mouth with an audiable *GULP* "I think so. Either that, or he's over at the tailor's shop, sweet-talking his daughter."

Labufa smiled, before laughing. "Sethu wouldn't go off to a tailor's shop just for that." she said, turning to sit on the couch, propping her feet on the table, where they landed on the wallet and the note. She picked up the note, and read it, before putting it in her pocket, as well as the wallet.

Sovelis sat on the couch next to Labufa. "You still look tired. Go bak to bed, and I'll go look for him. Okay?" he said, looking concerned for Labufa's need for sleep.

"Alright." she said, getting up and throwing off her shirt, which landed on Sovelis' head. "But, man, it's hot today." she said, climbing up the stairs again.

Sovelis had a small idea, but it snapped out of his head in an instant as he tossed Labufa's shirt on the couch, and went over to the coat rack, butting on his cloak, and slinging his satchel over his shoulder. "I'll be back later if I can find him." he said as he snatched his staff up in his hand and stepped outside.

"You do that." said Labufa, who then locked her bedroom door again, falling asleep on her back.

Sovelis's head hung low. *Sigh* He walked down the street, looking for Worru. Where in the world did he go? Thats the last time I pay attention to a sandwich more than a person...

Worru had run off quite fast, but was only a short distance from his home. He was now holding the shape-shifting sword he had helped retrieve from the home of the giant. He wasn't sure how he had still had it, but it seemed that he did. "Now...how does this work?" he mumbled to himself, in the allway he found himself in.

Sovelis was tempted to go back to Labufa and just leave Worru to wander. He'd come home eventually. "Now...where did that short little dufus wander off to...." the Tempest mumbled as he started down an alley, hoping to find Labufa's son soon.

Worru lifted his head to the sound of boots falling on the slightly damp stones that made the streets of the castle town. He smiled a bit when he saw it was Sovelis. "Hey, Sovelis." he said, now standing up to get somewhat face to face with the mage.

"Worru, what are you doing?" Sovelis asked, smiling down at the boy. "You should be spending sometime with your mom, not wandering around like you normally do."