Walking quietly through the glade, Tyl hears the sound of wings beating their way out of the trees. Although this is not an unusual sound, seeing as how there are many birds in the glade, this sounded like a larger bird then the usual small song bird. She was right. It was Lucky's favorite messenger pidgeon, Wibble; and he seemed in a real hurry to arrive somewhere. *hmmm I wonder who Lucky is trying to reach*... well I will just have to see if there is an adventure in the making... Tyl's eyes alight in mischeiveous glee and off she trots in the direction of Lucky's Eska.
> Lucky sat by his fireplace watching the embers slowly dance about the wood. His thoughts wandered to the tale he had heard of a remarkable elf that recently was brought to the Arrow to heal. From all accounts she was quite a remarkable young thing. Lucky smiled as a thought crossed his mind. �I wonder if anyone has shown her around the glade and all its wonders?� �Now, what was her name? Ah yes I remember Rellah Mir'ae.� Quickly rising to his feet Lucky strode to the roof of his home and got out one of his special pigeons and a small piece of parchment. � Rellah, I have heard you have recently came to Tel�Ruid. I would like to extend an invitation for a tour. If you are interested please let me know a time where we could meet.� Lucky quickly wrote and signed with a flourish. �That should do it.,� he thought out loud. �Now little Wibble� Lucky said speaking the pigeons� name. �You are the smartest of my birds, I know you can find this elf if you try. If you can return with an answer before tomorrow I will give you the special seeds you like so much�. The small bird turned and looked at Lucky with what could only be a pigeon smile before it flew off with a flutter. �Well I hope I hear from her�, Lucky thought as he went to watch the fire once again.