[center][h1][color=f26522]Carnatia de Luson[/color][/h1][/center]
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Carnatia wondered why exactly Vesemir was expecting Varenheim's authorities. The elf did not give further explanation, but it seemed peculiar to Carnatia. The expedition had to have been approved by Varenheim, so why was Vesemir expecting the authorities? It was not as if this was part of Vareheim that was regularly patrolled to her knowledge. Was there something about the library that would warrant concern from the authorities?

Carnatia spent the rest of the march back to camp pondering about the possibilities. Unfortunately, each scenario was as baseless as the next. Concluding she had little else to go on except pure speculation, she gave up and quietly followed the rest back to the camp.

As they got closer to the camp, like the others, Carnatia noticed that things were amiss. Only one person was left, and that one person was approaching them with a woodcutter axe.

Carnatia placed her hand on her rapier, ready to draw it from the sheath. In the end, the man recognized the group and did not attack, but revealed that 'something' had taken the rest of the men left to guard the camp.

As Vesemir attempted to calm the man, Carnatia decided to take a look around the camp. He noticed Gray Flame inspecting their supplies, so she left the masked elf to it and instead looked around the perimeter for anything unusual.

Eventually, as Vesemir managed to calm the man, Carnatia returned to the rest of the group to listen to the man's account of what had happened.

Carnatia was of the opinion that the current situation was quite the conundrum. On one hand, those hired help had been made aware of the dangers in this exhibition and pragmatically speaking, looking for the rest of the men would mean taking a detour with no guaranteed chance of even catching up to their kidnapper. On the other hand, not going after them would mean that their camp would be much less secure when they were not around. It might also lower morale among the group as it gives the impression of all of them being expendable.

She supposed in the end, Vesemir would make the call as their employer. Though Carnatia certainly did not envy being in the elf's position.

[quote][b]"The shrieker! Gods! Spare me! Spare me! Forgive me! Please stop!"[/b][/quote]

Hearing the sudden shout, Carnatia drew her rapier as she focused her mind on any precognition of incoming dangers.