Making Peace With the

Only a week or so after that incident, Adaine asked him if she could borrow some notes of his on something he’d researched before. If they were anywhere, they’d be in his briefcase, but when he reached in to grab them, his hand remained inexplicably empty. He tried again, calling the notes to him. He felt a definite tug, confirming that the folder in question was, in fact, in his briefcase, but before they could be summoned to him, something else tugged back. Hard.Adaine was looking at him expectantly.“Just having some trouble with my briefcase. Not entirely sure what it could be,” Riz lied. He had a very strong suspicion as to what, or who, might be causing this, but he didn’t particularly feel like bringing up Baron and reigniting that conversation. “I’ll have to go in and take a look. Be back in a second.”***There is an evil goblin mannequin living in The Ball's briefcase, and Riz can only ignore them for so long.