[color=#1A1A3B][b][u][h1][sub][sub][sub]Farren[/sub][/sub][/sub][/h1][/u][/b][/color]		    watched as Ophelia departed, lingering in the Dream with Torquil, as he’d said he would. However, rather than sit as his companion had, Farren ended up pacing, the action oddly precise, in two almost exact parallel lines, as he thought through all they had learned. At some point, he noticed Torquil…experimenting with the changes to his anatomy…. 

Specifically Torquil had extended his strange new tongue and was wiggling it about experimentally, an act that made Farren shudder faintly. Of course, he wasn’t looking directly at the man, he’d just caught the act in his peripheral vision and so it at least likely would not appear to Torquil—if he noticed at all—that Farren was reacting to him in particular.

Then, a thought struck him, after a minute or so, and Farren knelt down in a swift motion, murmuring as he called upon the Messengers. He quickly scrawled out a note in their offered scroll, and then bid them deliver it to Ophelia.

[quote][i]“Inquire after the False Pale Blood’s location.”[/i][/quote]
As the Messengers slipped back into their dwelling place on the way to Ophelia, Farren rose, wondering if perhaps Dietrich might know its location.