Rhydin October 31, 2033
Averia Caelum
13 Underwood Avenue,
New Haven
Dwight had needed to clear away the dust on the package in order to be able to read the address. They?d all seen it sitting there on the counter and wondered if it were really going out. Some of the talk among the couriers had to do with people who?d come and gone in less time than this particular parcel had sat awaiting delivery. Fortunately for Dwight, or unfortunately depending on who you asked, the address fell on his route. He hadn?t been with the courier company for long, at least if you measured that against how long this delivery had been waiting to be made. Some of his coworkers were laughing at him as he set out for his daily grind. Others were intrigued and told him to remember everything. It all meant the same thing, they?d wanted to be the one to see who would be receiving shipment. The driveway, like so many in New Haven was long enough to be a street in its own right. Not that Dwight would ever get the opportunity to drive on it. He was stopped at the gate, and the bundle was signed for by a guard who was all business and no small talk. About all Dwight managed to glean from this delivery was a low toned conversation as the guard handed the prize to another and advised him to ?run it by the dogs.? as though he expected it to go off in his hands. He hadn?t considered that possibility before, now he was more than happy to get hastily into his brown truck and drive away considering the entire event a near miss on the bad things list.
The package itself probably hadn?t seen this much activity since it was brought to the courier company. Perhaps not then either, as it passed from one place to another. The dogs found nothing to raise even a whimper. It found itself in the hands of a house mage, who spent a great deal of time scrying over the package to rule out magical spells or traps. Finding nothing of note, he cast a simple identify spell over it. Several heartbeats passed before he looked up and nodded his approval. ?It seems to be just a bundle of letters, have it delivered to Miss Averia assuming her mother approves.? An hour after its arrival the package would land safely into the hands it was intended for and reveal a large string tied bundle of letters.
Averia Caelum
13 Underwood Avenue,
New Haven
Dwight had needed to clear away the dust on the package in order to be able to read the address. They?d all seen it sitting there on the counter and wondered if it were really going out. Some of the talk among the couriers had to do with people who?d come and gone in less time than this particular parcel had sat awaiting delivery. Fortunately for Dwight, or unfortunately depending on who you asked, the address fell on his route. He hadn?t been with the courier company for long, at least if you measured that against how long this delivery had been waiting to be made. Some of his coworkers were laughing at him as he set out for his daily grind. Others were intrigued and told him to remember everything. It all meant the same thing, they?d wanted to be the one to see who would be receiving shipment. The driveway, like so many in New Haven was long enough to be a street in its own right. Not that Dwight would ever get the opportunity to drive on it. He was stopped at the gate, and the bundle was signed for by a guard who was all business and no small talk. About all Dwight managed to glean from this delivery was a low toned conversation as the guard handed the prize to another and advised him to ?run it by the dogs.? as though he expected it to go off in his hands. He hadn?t considered that possibility before, now he was more than happy to get hastily into his brown truck and drive away considering the entire event a near miss on the bad things list.
The package itself probably hadn?t seen this much activity since it was brought to the courier company. Perhaps not then either, as it passed from one place to another. The dogs found nothing to raise even a whimper. It found itself in the hands of a house mage, who spent a great deal of time scrying over the package to rule out magical spells or traps. Finding nothing of note, he cast a simple identify spell over it. Several heartbeats passed before he looked up and nodded his approval. ?It seems to be just a bundle of letters, have it delivered to Miss Averia assuming her mother approves.? An hour after its arrival the package would land safely into the hands it was intended for and reveal a large string tied bundle of letters.