12th of Vasseiron, 353

Avi delivered a missive to my quarters this morning. Of course they did, it's not like the guild has a dozen or so other runners to contact it's associates...they were in bright spirts as per usual, and as much as I grumble, it was nice to see them doing well. The word from home is mother is well, and our new sibling, potentially siblings should be born before the winter settles in. While I likely wont meet them for a while yet, I pray each day to Junesh and Jarrat, the powers of our valley and the watchers of our temple mother and the child(ren?) will survive the battle of birth. It sounds like Aschraya and our nephews are driving Anu crazy, but
 
Avi handed off a novel for me to pass on to Fern when I'm done reading it. Something they aquired from Aab the last time she made port here. The story seems to be of a young boy's journey to the Triton kingdom, him saving a princess of sorts, falling in love, marrying and then going on to have many adventures with her.

The missive was from Lakshme Ssilfas herself, and requested the attendance of myself and five other members of the guild. Fern, Ushas and Queaerys I know well enough, but I've only ever seen Keon and Hearty Sea at general meetings. Somehow Ushas managed to FLIRT with her and get the names of both a tailor AND the jeweler who made the broach she wears so proudly.
 
The meeting was fairly grim. Something has wiped out the entireity of the Jushar farm - only the uncle has survived, as he said he was visiting with his neighbors up the ridge when it happened. His nephew is missing, but everyone else had been slain by something or someone. 6 to 8 folks, 3 miles from our great city, obliterated. What is even more troubling, the livestock the farm is famed for were left alone, and nothing really was stolen from the house. One cross bow is out of place according to the uncle, but nothing elese apart from the house being tossed around.
 
The city watch is spread thin. They did nothing but help him burry the bodies, scout for the nephew and pay him 70 gold for his losses. The guild mistress has seen an oportunity to try something, while hopefully gaining some closure for her supplier as well.
 
She gave us the names of a few shops, we bought weapons, health poitions...and some other things...that I do not think Fern should have, but younglings need to learn somehow I guess. We met with the contact in the city guard, and moved to visit the farm. Intially we were going to visit the neighbors to collaborate the mans story, but we were ambused by worgs, 8 of them. 6 did not leave alive, though I am nervous there are two licking their wounds so close to the city and it's surrounding settlements. Especially with the games less than a week away.
 
We have arrived at the farm, and it is eerie in its emptiness, the cows lowing in the feild have a mournful tone. It is all and all unsettling. I do not like how bold and frequent attacks like this are, but this is especially unsettling as it is so close to the city, and nothing of known value was taken.