Trinale smiled at him, then a thought struck her. "Daltem, would you like
to get to the warren a few days earlier than your caravan? I could always
have a dragon come back and get you tonight or tomorrow. We would enjoy
your company."

A smile passed across Daltems face "I thought you'd never ask!" he   
laughed. "Tomorrow morning would be perfect!"
"Tomorrow morning it is then." replied Trinale. Daltem walked her back to   
the dragon and it's rider.

"I hope you have more luck with the other lords than you had here, I'll   
keep my eyes and ears open and if anything come to light I'll send word."   
said Daltem.
"Gods luck lady!" called Nai'lim as the dragon lifted of the ground and   
into the air. Then disapeared, teleporting to the next lords manor.

"So, I guess you'll be leaving earlier than planned?" said Nai'lim   
wearily.
"Yes." was Daltems short reply.
"The estates can't run themselves."
"You do a wonderful job Nai'lim. Now I'm going to the orphanage, to see   
if there is any news of the missing children."

"Well if you're going, I have blankets and a few odds and sodds which are   
needed. You can make yourself useful and take them along!" said Nai'lim.   
"There are also papers and writs that need signing by you, before you   
leave. Before you say anything I do not have the authority to sign them   
myself."

Nai'lim turned and walked back towards the tithe caravan. Daltem watched   
him leave,  sorry that he couldn't stand to stay at the estates for long.   
But the memories were so strong and plentiful here that he just wanted to   
leave, and the warren was the one place where he could escape the past.


NRPG Told you it'd be short! I'll sit here and await the lift.

Respectfully submited
James
xxx