Auberon had been busy, the past many days. Not at the Edificium, as his first step in the town had bore him to, but all over the town - in was, in these past many days, that the artist began really getting a feel for his way around Myrkentown. And a greater feel for the people there.
Doc D'Rael had sent him on a mission, and Auberon was carrying it out - in song, in dance, with musical scores he'd just thought up on the spot. Sometimes, occasionally, he even settled for simply writing bulletins all over the town - and all of this, even the dancing and music, held the same message:
The Rememdium Edificium needed able carpenters or anybody willing to help in general to entirely reconstruct the place. Major excavation, major renovation, major...everything. The past months had seen a greater need for the Edificium, especially with other healers and doctors leaving in times of great duress.
Who Auberon missed, rumors and word-of-mouth would certainly cover.