Zykovian T’Erilan, Male Altanian Hp's: 24/28
Rystil[sblock]*Once Molpe was out of sight, Zykovian looked where he had last seen her for several moments. When she didn't reappear, he turned and looked for something secluded (or at least away from prying eyes) to read the notes that Molpe had given him.*
'Ahhh, it was as I thought. Wei-han . . . she knew him less than a day adn knows he is the father of her unborn child?' Zykovian thought. 'This definitely provides additional information, and the confirmation that there are more players to this game than we were aware of. They didn't appear to give any indication that they were in possession of the gem . . . though that seems likely. I should speak with Abdiel and the others on this.'
*Zykovian tried to remember when and what his next class was, and if he had time to look for the others. Meanwhile, he folded and tucked the notes away for safe keeping, not that he needed them any more, he could remember everything on them, including the smudges and dried tear drops if he wanted . . . but he didn't.*[/sblock]