Yona Hisamori was determined to get the to bottom of this once and for all. The story of mages, usually of the lower levels of strength, receiving mail from unknown sources had even made its way to the Rune Knights. Coupled with the strange vanishing of these mages and even some of the investigative Knights, Yona perceived the mail to be the starting point of this madness. Most disagreed and would choose to investigate the forest itself, but Yona believed if she could somehow get her hands on one of those unusual packages, then maybe she could finally figure out the source of the packages themselves. She had no way of knowing if they were real or illusions, if the people sending them were good or evil, and considering the number of people led to the Spooky Forest, the plant made had to consider the possibility of all of this being some long term sacrificial goal for whatever being or beings was responsible.
The VP had put her roots out months ago with the general post, hoping to direct one of the packages her way. She had had no luck and with other guild activities and jobs on the line the woman had needed to place her investigation on the back burner, hoping that the others involved would figure it out without her. It came as a strange surprise then when a young man had burst in through the guild headquarters large doors shouting her name. The secretary Alisha hadn't even needed to call Yona personally because she had only been in the nearby Mess Hall after all, enjoying a late breakfast. Unnerved by the frantic sound of her name being called, Yona dashed out with a quarter of a buttered bagel still in one hand. When she approached, through Alisha's calming voice, it seemed that the youth was a runner from the post. Alisha handed him a glass of water and he downed it in three large gulps.
Yona tried to wait patiently but her fingers curled in the tense atmosphere, sending rivulets of butter to dribble upon the floor. It wasn't long after that she had learned that while they had been unable to intercept one of those mysterious packages, someone remembered her inquiry after learning of the recent delivery of the items. Stranger still, it had been to someone in a hotel, which meant that the person who received the package wasn't a local. The news wasn't as good as getting her hands on a package herself, but it was a great lead. If Yona could just get to the Spooky Forest in time, she might be able to intercept the person and the package before something terrible befell them. Yona had of course thanked the poor runner and left him with Alisha, racing outside in her pre-guild get up. Jeans, comfortable flats, and a simple white blouse hugging Yona's alluring frame weren't even close to the usual VP attire she wore on jobs but she hadn't the time to go and change. Her heart pounded and she fretted that she might be too late.
Once outside, Yona quickly scarfed down the bagel. She chewed it with large awkward bites, her lips slightly parted as she looked side to side before dashing down the outside stairs. She gave a hearty cough, making sure the bagel was down and out of the way before licking up the butter from her fingers. She looked more like a too-old teen girl than an esteemed VP of the Company. She made her way around the side of the market and into the forest. "Where are you going so fast and early this morning?" Came a voice inside of her head. It was her demon Ketsueki. She wiped her hand on her pants and shook her head, "I got a lead. I'm going to the Spooky Forest." "Without any other preparation, I see. This should be good. You're not even dressed~" The demon accused as Yona flew between the trees, her feet carrying her to the largest tree she could think of. "This one will be good enough, the best one for the farthest travel." She blinked at the dense cracked wood of the old behemoth tree.
She placed both of her hands on it and took a deep breath. "Should? You can't really be thinking of hopping continents through the plants? There aren't even any roots in-between! Just ocean!" Ketsueki sounded concerned, but Yona knew it was for his own well being. She smirked, "Don't be so scared, demon. You were trapped in a tree for a couple centuries. Lend me some help if you're really worried. Here we go." The woman closed her eyes and felt the demon's dark power rising in her, indeed lending her great strength. It would appear that he really was distressed by her plan. It wasn't the smartest plan, but it was the fastest, and Yona wasn't going to let this lead slip by her again. Taking risks was part of life anyway, right?
It was likely a combination of her great power, and Ketsueki's, and a significant amount of luck that allowed her spell to work. She stepped into the great tree before her, feeling a tight suffocating tension, and then stepped out in a smoky olive green haze from a medium sized skeletal tree in the Spooky Forest. She wrinkled her nose and said, "See, not that bad." To her surprise her luck had panned out even greater than her wild imagination had dared hope. There stood a young male before her and she guessed that it was he who had gotten the package. Why else would he or anyone be out here? "Sorry," She said, swallowing and lying a little, "I talk to myself sometimes. I've got to ask, did you receive an unusual package recently?" Yona's beautiful face was earnest, her shoulder length green hair fluttering around her as the dark green haze of her spell faded into the natural fog of the region.