Since it doesn't seem like there's going to be anyone who's going to looking through a services store looking for goods, Cato puts the vase inside of his safe for safe keeping. Whatever that it, he might be able to take it to an appraiser or someone to try and figure out what the not says and where the map leads. However for now he needs to just wait for another customer. Speaking of which, just as Cato sits back down someone comes into the store. It's an old lady who's a regular of his. She gives him a wave as she comes into the room and sits down in front of Cato's desk. Cato gives her a smile and a wave as she sits down. "Hello again. What do you need of me?" The lady takes out her usual amount and sets it down onto Cato's desk. Not much, but it keeps him fed. "Oh, I just need you to help me with my roof again. The darn thing keeps falling apart." The two of them stand up as Cato starts following the lady to her home. "Well, maybe you could talk to your son and ask him to be more careful with his chemicals." The old lady gives a small laugh as she shakes her head in response "Oh no, I couldn't. He's so happy now that he's found a hobby that he enjoys. I couldn't take that away from him. He's just so sweet." Cato smiles and shakes his head, hoping that at least the old lady won't be seriously injured by her grandson's experiments.
After a little while of walking through the busy streets, they make it to the old woman's house. Cato nods and the old woman makes her way back inside. Cato picks himself up with his telekinesis, creating a small aura around his body as he floats up to the roof. This is something he's had to do many times before so he's used to having to remake the lady's roof. Once he floats up there he sees some wood, tiles, and adhesive already there. He quickly gets to work fixing the roof, liberally applying adhesive and putting parts into place. About an hour later the job is done and it looks like it had never been broken in the first place. Cato floats himself back down to the ground and knocks on the door. The old lady opens the door again after a second with a smile on her face. "Oh? Done already? You get faster every time, I swear. Thank you again." Cato just smiles and waves as he starts heading back to his office. the old lady waves and shuts her door before going back to doing what she was doing.
Once Cato gets back to his little building on the edge of town he sits in his chair and leans back, letting his back pop a little bit as he relaxes and lets himself take a load off. He knows that she's not going to need his help for another week at least, so he needs to use as little energy as he can so that he's not constantly eating and so that he can make her gold coins last him for a while. As he relaxes his thoughts go back to that strange vase. He wonders why someone would hide those things inside of a vase like that. It's definitely not where he would think to hide something like that. One wayward bump and your entire treasure map is just completely exposed and anyone could take it. Though he doesn't really understand some people well, so he can't really make any good calls. he decides to have it checked out tomorrow so that he can figure out just what's going on with it.
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When Aethel gets withing range of Ketral, she not only feels the magnetizing feeling of the vase, but she also feels something that might even be more attention grabbing. Right next to the vase is a massive psychic aura. Psychic energy is just radiating out of whatever is next to the vase. with short, ruffled brown hair. he wears long black pants, a black long sleeve shirt, and a black caplet that goes does to his elbows. He has red eyes and a resting bitch face. Even if normally Aethel can't normally sense psychic energy, she can sense this just because of how in your face and big it is. It's just sort of sitting there and not doing anything.
When an unknown person suddenly slams open the door to Cato's little building and starts shouting about something, Cato is immediately brought to attention. He quickly stands up from his chair and stares at the person who's just barged in and started shouting. The inside of Cato's little building is rather quaint. There's a shelf on one wall that has a couple of books on it, there's a potted plant in one corner of the room that looks well cared for, and a table with a couple of knick knacks on it. At the back of the room is a desk with Cato and his chair on one side, and two chairs in front of the desk for clients. Behind the desk is a metal safe. Cato himself is a smaller person with short, ruffled brown hair. He wears long black pants, a black long sleeve shirt, and a black caplet that goes does to his elbows. He has red eyes and a resting bitch face. He's also the source of the massive aura that was close to the vase. Whoever this person is, they have a lot of psychic power in their veins. "Excuse me, but what are you doing?"