Majori appears ... to have disappeared.
Main Hall and Ballroom
The ballroom's vast space is simply and tastefully decorated, combining images and materials from many parts of Pern. Opposite the main entrance, a broad balcony is supported by pillars of the finest northern marble; polished to glassy smoothness, they contrast the toning blues of the walls. A staircase of the same stone rises in sturdy flights to the upper level. The high vaulted ceiling with its round wrought-iron window is white, brightening the room, while the varnished floor is the deep red-brown of a Lemos hardwood. High on the west wall, a large 'mural' shows a map of Pern, framed by images of harper life and symbols of the Craft, while the bright 'tapestry' opposite offers an informal scene. Glowbaskets rest on marble stands of different heights, turned to give both direct and reflected light, while carved stone benches along the walls provide places to sit for those attending functions, or simply wishing to rest. For everyday use, rush matting protects the most frequented parts of the polished floor.
Ylisa is standing with her back to the tapestry, apparently contemplating the mural over the entrance to the Rehearsal Hall. Or maybe it's the entrance itself that's got her attention. At any rate, her expression is tight-lipped and there's a worried crease in her brow.
Tony makes a sound with his throat and a boot stamper, to announce himself. Tony says, "G'Day Ylisa." Tony follows ylisa's gaze.
Ylisa blinks, disturbed from her reverie by Tony's greeting. "Oh, Master Tony! You startled me. Good day to you. I was... thinking."
Tony says, "And what were you thinking about ?"
Ylisa sighs. "Majori. Or Lady Alebra, as I suppose we must call her. If I didn't know, I'd find it hard to believe that we didn't tumble to it earlier. Right from when I interviewed her, Jueann and I felt that there was something not quite... right about her."
Tony says, "Hmm, I was always being questioned about my spying times"
Tony says, "I think she wanted to know much"
Ylisa's head takes on a curious tilt. "She was asking about that the night you arrived. And I've heard her mention the subject at other times, too. Spying, rather than you specifically. She raised it with you a lot, then?" She frowns. "That's ... interesting."
Tony says, "Yes a good deal. But there were some parts she couldn't just get a grip onto,especially reading emotions and the importance of it"
Ylisa is nodding thoughtfully. "Well, I'd think she was someone who was more driven by emotions than logic, from her behaviour. But in class she could think things out quite well, when she chose. Did you get any idea why she was so interested?"
Tony says, "I had thought she wanted to be useful to the hall, but upon reflection, maybe it was stuff to be useful for her survival"
"Maybe it was. Or maybe... " Ylisa seems to be considering the possibilities. "Well, the man she's associated with is a renegade, after all. Maybe she thought she'd learn something useful to him. Did she say again that she wanted to be a spy herself?"
Tony says, "Yes she did. But she seems to lack the ability."
Tony says, "She also mentioned I think about role playing and the ability to impersonate, but it was very few words, more of an feeling I got."
Ylisa nods. "Interesting." She sighs. "I wonder where the wretched girl has got to. The last thing anyone saw of her was when Lord Bramero was there, and she went into the Rehearsal Hall. She's not been seen since, as far as we can gather."
Tony says, "the last time i was talking to her, she was iin here, we went to the beach and she questioned me"
Tony says, "she had a far away look for some of the conversation"
Ylisa still seems puzzled. "She's a good dancer, but hasn't done well with music, though she could do better than she does. I'm not sure what this spying thing is about, but it bothers me. It could just have been that she was looking for something she could get into if she stayed..."
Tony says, "do you think she truely wanted to stay or be her own person ?"
Ylisa doesn't answer that for a moment, eventually admitting, "I don't know. She ran off with a man, so why come here, and under apprentice rules? Unless she was being compelled in some way... And then there's the renegade aspect." She shakes her head. "It's worrying. And then there were the thefts."
Tony says, "I am not sure I know all about the thefts, do you remember the hidy holes I showed you in the mug, there are many of them about. After all this is the harpers hall. Perhaps she was in search of more, and is lost in the lower, unused parts"
Ylisa looks positively alarmed at that. "Is that possible? Oldeara mentioned them, a while ago, but I didn't think you could get in any more." She frowns. "Majori was there, when Oldeara said that."
Tony says, "I have heard of stories of the old rooms and places being used in my fathers time. I don't know where they are, but I would find it hard to think they can't still be some where, just I guess the entrance is lost in time, but not in space."
Ylisa nods thoughtfully. "Oldeara said it was partly destroyed when the Hold was flooded a long way back, if I remember rightly. Before anyone's time that's here, certainly. So entrances could have been buried, perhaps. Or perhaps not. It doesn't sound very safe, or it wouldn't have been abandoned."
Tony says, "Or the population spread out in times of no thread and were so forgotten."
"Well," Ylisa ponders, "One of the girls found some maps... I wonder... Excuse me, Master Tony." She wanders off in the direction of the Artists' Workshop.
Logfile from Ylisa.