"Thank you." Noah said, and gestured towards the lodge, "You can set anything on the doorstep. I'll tend to it later." He expected that the letters were probably notices and updates from the office of the Wardens, keeping him appraised of their activities and ideas, as well as the concerns of the people. After Tal set the parcels down, Noah lifted an eyebrow and jutted his chin back at the man, his smile glinting. "Care to see how it works?"








