Sneering to himself he studied the small box.
      "Guard it with your life." Remus repeated in the same voice a person full of helium would. Carelessly he shook the box by his ear to see if it rattled. It thumped against the cardboard.
      "What'd he do, put another box inside?" he placed it in the basket on his motorcycle after glancing momentarily at the address. It simply had the person's name and a specifically marked past location. However, it mentioned she was some sort of bard, which meant she most likely had no home and as a specialized delivery man it now became his job to find her and give her the package under any circumstances. Revving up his engine he rumbled away from the city.