Orien is in a glum mood when she pushes open the door of Knawan Ysenna's cottage, and her mentor notices almost immediately. "Good morning, Orien! Whatever is the matter?" "I don't know." "Do you want to tell me about it?" "I'm confused." Orien comes to the desk and sits opposite Ysenna, putting her notes down. "Something weird is going on between my uncle and an Unfledged called Prytanis. They're doing some kind of trade, but it's all at night, so it's suspicious." Ysenna doesn't say anything, just waits patiently. "And Tiero got grumpy with me when I asked about one of the stories. He insists the Unfledged brought no treasure with them when they first came here." "Why do you doubt him?" "It's just that the story said they brought treasure..." "Ah, but remember, it is a story. It's possible that that detail is made up. Or more likely, misunderstood or exaggerated." "I suppose," Orien concedes. "Anyway, he was in a bad mood and I don't understand why. And I'm worried about the traveller." "Our friend Nobody?"