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Character Portrait: San Character Portrait: Lyra Alula
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"I must be dreaming, because I don't believe in ghosts."



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"Adonis," the Guild members were waiting for him when he returned, well after dark. "What happened?" Tymol demanded, "Why did the King and Queen summon you?" Lyra asked, "Mrruuu!" San echoed, the guild hall noisy with the sounds of dinner. Adonis sat at the table, San jumping onto the bench beside him. Someone placed dinner down in front of him and Adonis ate slowly as the others sat around him, tense. At last, Adonis cleared his throat, taking a sip of water. Almost instantly a hush came upon them, San yawned, growing tired. "The King and Queen of the Fey summoned every Guild Master in town to their court," San wondered what was being said. Everyone was acting so tense, she didn't understand why of course.

Adoni's hand fell onto her tuft of blonde hair, petting her head. "It seems that a great error has been made," he spoke softly. The room was so quiet now you could hear a pin drop. "The Glass Tower in the woods was broken into and something belonging to the King and Queen has been taken. Something important," he turned back towards them, his hand falling off of San's head. "Of course, whoever broken and whatever was taken will remain a mystery." Adonis rose from the table. "They also want to commission a few of the Guilds to fight the goblin hoard that have steadily been coming this way. I agreed, so we will choose a few fighters in the morning. Come on San, time for bed," San followed him, Lyra and Tymol exchanging glances and running up the stairs behind him.

"Shit!" Tymol slammed the door behind him, San jumping and hiding underneath the bed. "Sorry," the white haired boy murmured. "What are we gonna do?" He turned towards Lyra, who glanced at the monster beneath the bed. "So San is... a princess?"

"I doubt it," Adonis pat is leg, the girl crawling out slowly to sniff his hand. "Probably just some pet they wanted to keep quarantined, maybe an experiment gone wrong. We all know their only daughter is married to the human King." San purred, rubbing her head against Adonis's leg. "Why it's so important to them, I don't know." Lyra shook her head, "it was pretty luxurious up there." They all looked at San, who scratched behind her head with her foot. "I see no reason why she can't stay here, with the rest of us outcasts," Adonis spoke at last. "Lyra, wrangle her into the bath, will you? Kid's been walking around on the floor all day." Lyra nodded, Tymol and Adonis leaving. The red haired banshee did her best to forcefully scrub San in the bath and tuck her into bed. When Lyra rose to leave, San grabbed her hand, shaking her head. "Shrmm!" San insisted, wanting Lyra to stay.

"Alright, but just until you fall asleep." Lyra sighed, setting herself on the edge of the mattress.