The spirit medium's eyes widened as he listened to Madam Cask. That sounded like actual information, actual good information! Marcus merely nodded along as not only did they get a name but permission to investigate. He was somewhat relieved Cask had chosen not to accompany them. If anyone had something of importance to mutter unknowingly, she seemed the best target.

[color=8493ca]"That was a good question,"[/color] he whispered to Elora once they were escorted out of the room.
 
Marcus squeezed into the small bedroom, along with the others on the investigation. With their 'escort' there was little room to manuver. For a second he thought to complain before he realized it wouldn't amount to anything. Instead he focused on the room to discover anything of value quickly.

[color=8493ca]"What are the odds that clay matches the stuff found on the wheel of the carriage?"[/color] He mused aloud as he noted the dried substance on the boards.

He dunked his hand into the washbasin on the off chance the cloudy liquid hid anything.

Afterwards, his attention was drawn to the form on the desk. Marcus recalled stuff like this from crime novels. He looked around the room for some sort of lead or charcoal. If he found any he rubbed it across the sheet so that the message imprinted on it might be legible.