Lord Jameson

Doevm looked around and to his surprise, Frey was nowhere to be found. However, there was a trail of deep footprints heading into town. 'First Thomas and now Frey,' he thought. 'This better not become a pattern.'

"Doevm," Thomas called through the mental connection. "I assume the report I just received of a giant attacking the town is actually Frey's doing."

"Tell your father not to hire fools next time," Doevm replied through the mental connection.

"It was not his…never mind. I will explain in a moment, after Jameson leaps you to the estate."

Doevm furrowed his brow. "We can just as easily bring the carriage over to you. What do you mean by 'leap me over to the estate'?"

In a flash of bright, golden life essence, Doevm was ripped away from the outskirts of town.