Message on Wings

Dear Daughter, 

as I anticipated I have to write you once again so soon. I must ask you to be my eyes and ears, in a matter I have insinuated to you and that must be kept as quiet and unknown as can. I will explain to you below what and how to do it, and I urge you to give it your full attention while you put yourself to research. Make use of your mother's books and if in need to ask for access to tomes in someone else's belonging or the public lore chambers use the story we told when bringing you up as the heiress of our house.  I urge you to neither fear nor falter - what you may find cannot be by nature good and just - and bring your findings down from the mountain before the new moon rises by a courier of your trust. As it has been decided I shall travel in three days hence myself towards these lands to seek further help. I will leave you direction and stay        Your ever proud father.

It follows a list of words, phrases, symbols and explanative remarks that Zavas has compiled since his meeting with Sir Fiontann and Miss Cedwyn the night prior.  

She purses her lips as she folds the letter and sees to it that the message bearing bird is fed. Always have his ways been unusual never more so since mother's passing. Animals, gardens, children, strangers naught that he does not find a care and warmth for. How many have called him a fallen warrior, his youth a parade of pride and honour, his axe feared by goblin and men on every charge. And yet it is through his desire for peace that ever he finds himself in the very midst of trouble. Even now. She smiles. Mother chose well! By stone and anvil so she will, that she swears to herself as she studies her mother's amulet opened to his likeness finely engraved in the softest silver. Yes father. Leave it to me. I will earn your pride.