An Unusual First Day

Dear Mother Morgant,
 
After gaining the reluctant endorsement of my plans with my mother and my cousin the Viceroy, I decided to go down to the Adventurer's Guild at my first opportunity. I walked in with a bit of wonderment as I'd never been in such a place. Soon enough several denizens looked at me as not a possible colleague, but as an employer. But as fate would have it, Sir Esyllt, my quarry of sorts, was there also looking to join some enterprise.
 
As we began talking a tall and handsome elf-blooded man approached us. He was well-mannered and introduced himself as Jak, a Collector of the Archives. He asked us if we would be interested in joining him on a task for the Archives. Before we could agree, another person, a female elf from outside the city named Rathari asked to join us. She was an archer of some kind and soon enough we learned she was also a tracker and fighter. Jak led us first to dinner where he paid for us. Quite kind that was. Then after agreeing to his offer, we met with Chief Librarian Ogarth, who provided us more details.
 
I can't go into the details of the actual mission. Suffice to say we were investigating a theft of some...political sensitivity. Not to mention an innocent mistake that compounded a fiendish series of thefts by some strange ruffians. During it all I came to trust the instincts of my, well, crew. Though I might say we could become fast friends. Each had skills that together created a sense of camaraderie.
 
Kindly Mother, I confess I found myself in a dilemma. I discovered that one of the help had failed in their duty and left a window unlocked. Now, it still could have been magic or a skilled thief, but this person was beside themselves in despair. You never know where loyalty comes from, so I reluctantly decided to balance helping our party with an innocent's life. Taking a chance I used hinting and innuendo to convey the information our crew needed without exposing the source directly. It was not easy, and Jak for one disagreed, but he understood and trusted my decision. I appreciate that. Now, the greater good is served, a gentle soul isn't fired and left destitute, and we've made progress on our task.
 
Here is where things get a little disgusting. We ended up following the thieves into a sewer system. I'm not above this, but I must be frank, I wasn't equipped to do so. I did my best to encourage the crew as we followed Rathari. Both Esyllt and myself are not sneaky, and despite Jak and Rathari's best efforts, we brought first rats and then some kind of loathsome crawlers upon us. While dispatched by magic and blades, it was disturbing to say the least. That said, I am thrilled by it and am learning so much so fast. They too are learning of my magic and my use of the arts the Dréama have taught me.
 
Eventually, after passing though some devious traps expertly disarmed by Jak - I have every confidence in his skills here - we encountered whom we believe were the thieves. I warned them they should surrender and avoid death and wounds. They refused. Unfortunately for them we were their match, but it was a near-run thing. Despite their bravery, both Rathari and Esyllt were shot or cut down by these green fiends. Though they gave good measure. Jak eventually took down the penultimate burglar, with the last wretch surrendering. I did my part in using the magic of the voice to hurt them as well as gave aid and comfort to my comrades who had fell. I wanted to deliver justice to the lone prisoner, but chose instead to let him live.
 
You see, the mission is not yet over and we have questions to ask. I'm good at that.
 
Saia Seraphina Swann