"Oh! Wait! I'll come with you," Zanibi says as Nyral tells her they are headed for the bedroom.  She gathers up the letters and notebooks into the shoebox and takes that with her.  The effort slows her down a bit and so she's a bit behind the others as she gets there.  She suddenly wrinkles her nose at the smells from the place. "Ah! I should have stayed away. But we truly should look at the place of death. What can I help with?"  She takes a moment to glance around. (Perception: 20)

"Oh! I found some old letters and notebooks. It seems Elibyn was married to a Jezean. A doctor it sounded like. The last letter was from a week and a half ago, but it sounded like Jezean was here to deliver the note in person." 

"Let them know we'll be going to visit Thaymoor."

Inquisitive nodded at Marvin and moved inside Elibyn's house, moving through it carefully to not disturb any evidence still present, looking around and soon noticing the light coming from a room further into the house. "It's just me Inquisitive." He called out in a deep firm voce to not frighten the others as he slowly moved over towards the light. He stopped in the doorway to look over the messy bedroom with a tired sigh, wrinkling his nose slightly at the smell. Another crime scene, how many had there been now, many hundreds. He closed his eyes for a moment, envisioning Elibyn's last moments as she struggled to hang on to life as it slowly slipped away from her, coughing violently and gasping for air as her body finally failed her. "We're finished with Kidra. Can't say it gave much but we're planning to head over to Thaymoors. It's close I think." He said after a while in a calm voice. "Can you give me a short version of what you've found so far?" He said looking at Nyral, Truador and Zanibi.

As the gnome explains about the letters and Elibyn's wife Nyral nods and asks "Anything in the letters about when she went to the circus or when she started to feel bad?"

Nyral seems to not like being here.  The smell getting to them as they looked around.  Upon hearing the voice of Inquisitive, Nyral turns and shouts back, "We're in here." then while Truador is reading the journal turns to step out the bedroom to greet the lead investigator.  The drow looking at the man as he enters gives a curt nod as he's asked what they found  "Short version huh?  We found quite a bit.  Seems Elibyn was sick at first and it seems like the symptoms got worse over time until they died.  Looks like it was quite a miserable way to go.  I think I can see why they didn't call it murder right off with how it looks.  Need to confirm others were sick before dying as well.  If murder, likely a poison of some kind or a curse.  The bed frame you see there."  Nyral points to the bedframe and mattress all tossed aside "We didn't do that.  Found the door to here open too.  You saw the police tape line.  Someone came after the first responders arrived.  They were looking for something.  Truador has a journal that was toss on top of the table there."  The drow points to the dragonborn and then says to them, "Oh!  Truador, check for signs of any ripped out pages in case something was taken from that."  The drow then turns back to Inquisitive.  "Other then that Zanibi found out she had a wife called Jezean.  we are currently looking for dates of when she started feeling sick and when she went to the circus."

Nyral looks around at the scene again seeming to think about something then looks back to the detective "If you are heading to Thaymoor's, want us to head to Calda's after we are done here?"

Inquisitive listened and nodded as the drow reported on their findings."Thanks Nyral, good job. Kidra mentioned Jez, the wife, and that she is an traveling nurse. She seems to have left a few days ago to work abroad but Elibyn was already sick at that point so she had been sick a few days at least when she died. Try to find out where the wife is at, we would like to speak to her as soon as possible. She would likely know the most about when Elibyn became sick, if and when she went to the carnival and if she went there alone or together with someone. Apparently Elibyn ran the local tradepost so that is another place we might visit. Maybe it is there we can find whatever someone was looking for at this place." Inquisitive said to the others present, then stopping to ponder something. "Anything about the parents and where she was from? They came here some decades ago and they were found and killed according to Kidra."

Zanibi tells Inquisitive, "I have a box full of old letters and journals. Perhaps something in there will shed light on parents and where she's from.  Just may need a bit of time to look through them all."

"Good Zanibi, bring the box back to the Lazy Peacock, I don't mind some reading before catching some shut-eye." Inquistive said and nodded to the gnome. "Do you have much left here or should we wait for you until you're finished. If you're up for it I think we should take a look at Thaymoors house and perhaps talk to his wife before we retire for the night."

Truador nods to the drow, he had assumed that whoever broke in would have ripped out any incriminating pages since they had left the journal. He also wanted to take notes of important dates, specifically when or if she had gone to the carnival, and when she had started feeling sick. 

Truador:

Nyral:

Zanibi:

Nyral seems to notice something just before Inquisitive leaves and seems distracted suddenly as they head towards one of the pillows.  His eyes seem focused on the single pillow as the other pillows lay thrown about in the bedroom.  He cast's mage hand which appears directly where one would normally expect to see his hand if he had a right arm.  Instead a spectral grey and white hand appears that seems to be made of gears, bolts and springs.  The Drow  seems to be being very careful considering its a pillow he picks up trying hard not to touch with his remaining arm.  The Drow removes the covering of the pillow with his mage hand and seems to be looking for something but it seems to be deeper.  Nyral looks for the seam of the pillow trying to see if there is a zipper or some kind of opening to it.  If there is a side or part to easily access the interior of the pillow he will use that but if there is no seam cut, zipper or anything else on those lines he grabs what looks like some kind of cooking knife from his side pouch.  Not big by any means it seems more like something simple to eat with.  If no opening Nyral cuts a hole into the pillow with the small knife then sends his mage hand into the pillow until he finds what he is looking for and pulls it out.

There is no opening to the pillow, so you all watch as Nyral cuts a slit in its seam. Using the Mage Hand, Nyral, you rummage around the stuffing, a few feathers puffing out of the opening in the process. It seems that the search was in vain, as you can't find anything other than feathers, feathers, the fabric of the pillow lining, and more feathers.

Inquisitive watched with curisoity as Nyral's hand made of gears, bolts and springs appeared and opened the pillow with a cooking knife, quickly emptying it on the bed. "What were you looking for?" Inquisitive asked Nyral, curiously coming closer to the pile of feathers on the bed.

Nyral quizzically looks at the pillow as if trying to figure something out "Magic on the pillow, I have a knack for seeing arcane signatures.  Thought it was on the inside but seems to be places on the pillow itself.  Center of it like aiming for where one lays their head.  I thought it might of been something placed on the inside of it as I see no visible marks.  Oddly, no school of magic is really showing up for it.  So, something that doesn't fit the typical schools.  Don't suppose anyone here can cast an identify spell?"  The drow continues to hold the pillow with his mage hand spell instead of touching it. 

Truador looks up from the Journal just as Nyral starts cutting the pillow. Once the drow is done the dragonborn says, "She didn't date her last entries, but she did write several pages when she was sick. It sounds as if her sickness was driving her mad as well as making her miserable. I also found this," He holds up the ticket, "Its dated for three days ago." Putting the ticket back into the journal, he hands the book to Zanibi. "Some of what she wrote sounds like nonsense, but it could still hold some importance. She mentioned Jez's name twice, and listed the names Mick Mac Magnus MacCawley as well."

"Yes, I believe Zanibi will be able to help us with that." Inquisitive said, motioning for Zanibi to aid them. "Now, can you see if the magic is placed on just one of the feathers, and if so, which one?" He turned back to Nyral and asked.

Inquisitive listened to the dragonborn and nodded. "Good work Truador, keep it up, I think I'll bring in Marvin and Amy too before we head on together." Inquisitive said, then stepping outside, motioning for Marvin and Amy to come inside. "Do you recognize the name Mick Mac Magnus MacCawley?" He asked Marvin.

Marvin:

Truador nods to Inquisitive, "You as well. And I do believe that is a good idea."

"It means nothing to me, where did you hear it at?" Marvin looks around the house, taking in the look of a house he's never been in before, randomly knocking gently on walls as he does so.

Marvin, as you enter the house it is dim. You can't see very well because of the lack light, and your lack of darkvision, so as you pass into the kitchen and into the hallway that connects into the bedroom. The only indication you are given of your surroundings is the the smell of cold soup and bile. You can see fine when you enter the bedroom though, with the aid of what looks like a... glowing spoon? You mainly see a bedroom in disarray, and the other half of the party---including Nyral investigating the insides of a pillow.