38th of Winter, 512AV
Ignotus Everto had a problem. That problem was that Zeltiva had a problem. That problem was that plague and pestilence were raging through the city unchecked, leaving untold casualties in its wake. While Ignotus, being a walking corpse, was effectively immune to disease, there were others valuable to him that were not. Wrenmae, for instance, though he never seemed to get ill, Gale McCenry, the poisoner Nadea, Samantha Slate, Ricky Maze, and the list went on. In addition, the wizard had great plans for his city, and those plans required prestige. So it was time to do something for the greater good.
So here he was, at the Wright Memorial Library, sitting on a desk, surrounded by a small stack of books, the most current census he could find on his lap. At the moment, he was perusing the D's. To be precise, he was looking for DuFarro. Sagallius' task was still on his mind, and Ignotus was more than willing to kill two birds with one stone. Unfortunately, there wasn't an Anar in sight. He wasn't in Zeltiva, then. The census was snapped away and set to his left, and replaced with a record of the recent trip to Sahova from the stack to his right.
There were a few very specific coincidences that had gone unnoticed by most, but stuck out to Ignotus like a sore thumb. Coincidences that could be extrapolated on. Coincidences that could be used to find the Blighter. And that was precisely what Ignotus was going to do.