A Favour (Scene 1, Act 1)
A wry smile drew itself across the woman's face, and the look in her eyes changed from worried to appreciative. Look for the helpers, a wise man once said, they are always there. He never mentioned to keeping a sharp eye out for the smart helpers.
"I've called but no one is answering their phone, so I asked the Police to check in on them. Apparently her husband answered and said everything was fine. I had told them he was out on business and I was worried, Bindy is quite old. I sent a sleepwalker over, collecting donations and the like, and she said Kev acted like nothing was wrong.
It's been a few weeks since I've spoken to her directly...The Seers have left her alone for over forty years, but who knows what they've been getting up to since Calaban passed, God rest 'is soul"
The final words were added as if upon a very old, very ingrained reflex. There was no kindness in the tone, simply spoken as one does when one has stood and sat and spoken on prompt every Sunday for over a decade.
"I didn't want to send anymore unless they were proper Mages. The Sleepers do try, bless them, but they can't see if a spell or a spirit is causing mischief where they shouldn't"
OOC: Calaban was a known leader of the Seers, to clarify. He's been dead for over a year at this point.
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