Dinner was damned good. So good that Brian thought of keeping Emeralda around permantly now that he had returned home. Pushing that thought aside, he took a look at the mail that had been left for him. Taking a slow sip of wine, he then set the glass down and started to sort though everything. Requests for services, a few promisary notes for services rendered, a few bills from his tailor, Guild requests and two personal letters from Katharine and Megan. Brian quickly opened the letter from Megan and read it aloud.

" Brian,

I hope this letter finds you well. As I write this Link and I are preparing to return to the realms after a quick jaunt in Southern Hyrule. We both hope to see you soon and spend some time together. It's been far too long since we have done anything of the sort. I will of course bring pop-tarts as expected and I expect to see you and Lexi fight over a box or two. We miss you all and cannot wait to see you. Please give our best to Katharine, Jewell, Lexi-poo, David and the rest. Take care.

Friends Forever,
Megan"

Laughing aloud as he read the letter, Brian recalled the times everyone would stay at his place and raise hell till all hours. The fights over his statue of David and the wombats running amok through the halls. It used to be such a lively place. Then again that was nearly a lifetime ago. Taking a closer look at the letter he noted it was dated over 3 months past. Meaning Link and Megan may have already arrived and he had no idea. With no return address it would be difficult to find them as well. Setting the letter aside, Brian then picked up the one from Katharine and in turn quickly set it down unopened. Sorting through the rest took about an hour and a half bottle of wine, and when he finished he rose from the table and burned what was left. With that it was time to unpack some goods.

Opening his saddle bags he unpacked a few shirts, some slacks and quite a bit of paper work. Tossing the shirts and slacks onto a near couch, he then grabbed the paper work and headed to the weapons room. Down the main hall he went, checking each room as he passed. Each of the 4 rooms looked just as they did when he left. He smiled, as he remembered when he sold and left the mansion after the clan had downsized and then purchased the Villa. He was rather fond of this place and it suited him to be away from the chaos that was the city at times. Moving into the weapons room, he lit the chain of candles about the circular room. One by one each candle had lit in succession, it was a neat little enchantment he picked up in the highland from some travelers. Soon the room was completely lit and came to life. Various weapons adorned the walls on brakets and full size racks. Small steps lead into the sunken floor and a small couch was placed right in the center. Opposite the entrance was another door and thats where he needed to be. His Office and war room. He took a bit of time, as he set the papers down and unbuttoned his Aketon and tossed it to the couch. Moving about the room he touched various weapons. His first sword, old and weathered with a clumsy balance. But it was his first none the less. The Frying Pan Kat has struck him with then he gave into the gauntlet, complete with dent. He paused on his way around and smiled as he noted a replica of Link's Master Sword. He really was fond of that sword and it was a true testament to Hyrulian weaponry. Lastly he came across his sister's sword. Midara's sword was hanging from a bracket by it's hilt, it's blade just as beautiful as ever. It was a short sword, with an impressive balance and dual edged blade like no other he had seen at the time. No one knew who made it, or even how she came into it. Midara wielded it as if it were her very soul. It was a sight to see and he missed it a great deal. Bowing to the blade a moment, Brian then gathered his papers and made his way into the Office/war room.

The small room was fairly plain, a large table set in the middle of the room with a great deal of rolled up maps laid all over it. Scattered papers all over the table and floor, some rulers and a slide rail, and a compass. "Damn... What a mess." was all Brian could say, as he began to clean up. The last time this room was used was the offensive against Darkin, and before that the rescue of Mystik's children and the offensive against Gannon. Brian hardly ever used this room since he had an office in town for his other agendas. Dust kicked up and caused him to sneeze a few times, as he put the maps away and sorted through papers and whatever else he came across. After filing the new papers from Bastok away, he smiled once more as he looked around the room. He was getting pretty good at this domestic stuff, but he wouldn't let that slip too much. Leaving the office opened, Brian then made his way back through the Weapons Rooms and then followed the hallway as it turned right and then made his way into the living room. A moment then taken as he stoked the fire a bit, and then took a good look around the room. Moving to the dining room he cleaned the table and then went back to the living room and sat on the couch and just watched the fire. This was a nice feeling, just being away from it all. Even if it were for a short bit of time. making a mental note to speak with Jewell on the morrow. Brian had an apology to deliver after taking a few days to understand things a bit better. But that could wait a day. His thoughts then ran to Briallyn, and the hope she would return soon. He truly missed her, and wanted to be with her again. Then within moments sleep crept upon Brian and he was out like a light. The large Moor Cat at his side, as he let the night slip away.