Morning routine, and a scroll...

Darren wakes, handling his usual morning practices as every other day. a short trip around his home, followed by a short trip around the realms... only this time he notices something unusual as he steps into the square... the lady mirage, in a seeming hurry, tacks something to the lamppost and then rushes off, as though she were preoccupied... He doesn't remember a time when last he hasn't even earned a nod from the lady, and this time it was like she didn't even see him! Stepping up to the post and glancing at the scroll, understanding washes over him, she IS distracted, seemingly by something important. "So she needs the help of anyone that will give it," he thinks to himself, chuckling, "i would hope i could be strong enough to offer anything!" With that, Darren straightens the robes he wears over his newer, shorter form and looks off in the direction in which he seen the lady leave. "perhaps..." he says, trailing off as he begins to seek her out...