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a character in “Transpire”, as played by The_Queen

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"I must be dreaming, because I don't believe in ghosts."



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FULL NAME
      Princess Pandora Titania Snow

      She goes by San.

NICKNAME(S)
      San, Sunny.

GENDER
      Female

AGE
      She doesn't know.

SEXUALITY
      No idea.




"When the wolves begin to howl, wake me up, our time is now."




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HEIGHT
      She's a bit short, I'm afraid.

WEIGHT
      Probably as far as as you can throw her.

HAIR COLOR
      Her hair is a vibrant blonde at the top, but the further you go down, the more colorful it becomes.

EYE COLOR
      A golden red.

SKIN TONE
      Porcelain, like a doll's.

GENERAL APPEARANCE
      San is not like any other creature the fey or humans have ever seen. Although she appears to be human in body, with porcelain skin and her features in all of the right places, she is.... strange. There are markings in red all along her body, but they are smooth to the touch. Her eyes are the color of melted gold and her hair, while blonde at the top, dips and fades into a multi colored sunset. She is short in stature, but is not fragile looking in the least. Her hands and feet look as though they've been dipped in red and her nails are black, giving them the appearance of claws. They are in fact, very sharp, but are simply nails that have hardened. From her head protrude two horns. They are black at the bottom and red at the top, with a black swirl going down the center. In the center of her forehead the red markings almost look as though they are a third eye. In her mouth her sharp teeth, surrounded by delicate looking lips. Her ears are pointed, the only tell of her fey lineage.



"I've been here far too long."





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PERSONALITY
      San's earliest memories are of the tower. All she can ever recall is that room, with its glass ceiling and canopy bed. It was luxury, it was a prison. She wasn't stupid, she knew she wasn't love, that she was a feral beast. When the outside world forgot her, San forgot her humanity. She tore the canopy, she broke the plants, becoming the feral monster they all thought her to be. Isolated from anyone else, San never learned to socialize. She never learned to properly speak and isn't all that intelligent; she cannot read or write and large words are hard for her to understand. The only thing San really knows is are three letters, the easiest to form with her fanged mouth. She has forgotten her given name, the one the occasional visitors used when they came to see her as a toddler.

      A wild little thing she is, San enjoys swinging from the rafters. She likes to claw at the walls to sharpen her nails, and use the things that don't break as Frisbees. She has no friends and with no one to claim her, her lineage is questionable at most. Despite her violent tendencies, San has never been able to break free of the glass tower. Even animals steer clear of her howls in the lonely evenings and the dragon that guards the entrance has grown tired of having to watch over her. San has never stepped on grass, she has never felt the wind on her face, or the rain on her cheeks. A child that has never grown up. All San has ever known is the loneliness in her heart and the emptiness in her stomach.

LIKES
      Stuffed animal || Only one stuffed animal has made it through her raising. A stuffed tiger whose name she can think of, but cannot say aloud.

      Fire || Her fey lineage allows her to use fire, but San cannot control it. When she is angry, fire stems from the tips of her fingers and lights in her mouth. She does not know how to use the power, but she does know that it can burn and hurt.

      Sleeping || It makes the loneliness pass faster.

      Adventurers || Many have tried to get into the Glass Tower, but none have succeeded. San has watched them, a small part of her hoping that they would come and play with her.

DISLIKES
      The Darkness || It scares San, she doesn't like it when she can't see.

      Baths || Naturally, a beast of fire hates water.

      The Dragon || He never lets anyone up the tower, San is never allowed to play with the ants that stand in the doorway.

      Vegetables || Food magically appears three times a day in her glass tower, but San never eats the vegetables.

TALENTS
      Fire Use || While she cannot control it, San has the ability to use fire.

      Speed || San is a very fast little thing, with a light bone structure made to pour on speed.

      Climbing || San has had plenty of time to hone her skills, while they are few and far between, climbing is something she is good at.

      Dreaming || San spends much time dreaming. She dreams of warm things, of spending time outside of the tower. Of touching the large orb in the sky, of hearing the birds outside the window.

FLAWS
      Social Skills || San was never socialized and is, unfortunately, rather feral. San has no idea how to interact with others

      Speaking || Due to the fact that she never had anyone to teach her, San never developed the skills to speak properly. She can make garbled noises and sometimes mimic sounds.

      Reading and Writing || She grew up without a proper education. San never learned to read or write, but she can draw pictures.

      Self Expression || San does not know how to properly emote, she gets very cranky and is quick to anger.

FEARS
      Dying alone || San does not want to be in the glass tower forever.

      Deep water || San has never seen a body of water that's very deep in person, but from some of her picture books, she has learned to develop a fear of drowning.

      Sudden-and-loud sounds || it only makes sense that a girl who grew up in a quiet tower, where she was the loudest creature of all, would fear anything too startling.

      Humans || San has no idea what to expect around them, right now she believes them to be the ants at the bottom of the tower, as they look so small from up high.



"I don't want to die alone."





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FAMILY

BIO
      San was cursed before her birth, her Grandfather and Grandmother cursing her to be an ugly beast, a creature no mother could love. When she was born with horns, she caused a great tear, which nearly caused her Mother to bleed to death. She truly was hideous to gaze upon and her parents, ashamed by her appearance, agreed to give San to her Grandparents. They took her to the faerie realm, locking her away in a glass tower in the woods and assigning a dragon to protect the princess. In truth, it was insurance to make certain that San would never be able to leave the tower. As a baby, she had a nursemaid to make certain that she was fed and changed, but once she grew out of diapers and learned to walk, the nursemaid disappeared. San could not recall a time she had ever been loved. She has never been hugged, kissed, or held. The child spent the vast majority of her life isolated, reading the same picture books, climbing the same rafters, and breaking things, only to watch them become whole in the next instant, magically enchanted so that she could not hurt herself.

      It was a strange day that a human happened upon the tower. The dragon, sleeping, incidentally allowed the human to pass. It entered the glass tower, finding San asleep. The child awoke with a blade to her throat, but San did not understand. She thought perhaps the human wanted to play and burned him to death. It was the only time she had seen others in the tower, a man and woman, who spoke in harsh tones. She hid from them beneath the bed, but was dragged out and punished. She tried to tell them that she merely wanted to play, but they could not understand her garbled speech. The dragon was replaced with a much meaner and fiercer one and once more, San was left alone.

      The child was soon forgotten by her Grandparents, they attempted to erase her existence out of history. The King and Queen were happy to pretend that they did not have a daughter, that she had perished at birth. Soon, the walls of the glass tower began to crawl with ivy. It snowed in the winter and flowers blossomed in the spring. There were no windows, but San could see outside through the walls made of glass. She climbed the rafters to follow the birds, but they too, left her. She drew pictures on the furniture using what little paints she had, but San has become tired in this life of idle activity. She sleeps much more, wishing for something, anything, to reach the top floor of the glass tower.

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Lyra knelt down to get a closer look at the horns, noting how sharp they were. She rose and looked around at the others in the room. They expected her to make the decision, as to whether or not they should leave the girl here, or take her with them. Lyra looked around, taking in the room. The best had a mess of pillows and blankets, the walls were scribbled with pictures of birds and flowers, things the child could see outside of her glass tower. It was a prison, albeit a nice one. All her life, she had grown up hearing stories of the glass tower in the woods, of the treasure that lay within. It turns out, there was no treasure at all, but merely a child. It must have been lonely, living her alone. Did anyone ever visit? Judging by the dragon at the base, Lyra highly doubted it.

Tymol brought her out of her reverie. She smiled, recalling just what Lamia Scale was all about. "We'll take her with us," Lyra agreed. "No one deserves to be left behind, especially not in a place like this." With the decision made, the two sylphs placed their hands together. Lyra lifted the girl, careful to not have her chest skewered by the horns. "Let's go," upon the gust of wind, they were carried to the outside of the woods. The dragon had curled up to slumber, no doubt having thought his charge to be safe inside. They broke through the roof, landing safely on the ground below. "I have a feeling this isn't the treasure Adonis is expecting," Lyra laughed. It felt nice to be around others, even if she knew one day, she may predict their deaths and be unable to prevent it.

The guild hall was bustling, it was just after noon now. "I suppose I'll do it," she nodded, having been in charge of this quest. Who had made it in the first place? She wondered as she walked forward. "Yes, let's team up again in the future." Lyra smiled as she approached the desk. Lyra placed the girl down atop the paper work, Adonis jumping back in surprise. "What is this?" He asked, his tail swishing wildly. "The treasure inside of the Glass Tower. This girl was inside," Lyra replied, placing her hands on her hips. "This isn't the prize we were promised Adonis," he waved away her and came closer, inspecting the girl.

"She's fae, I can tell that much." Adonis murmured, judging by her pointed ears. Lyra nodded, they had surmised that as well. "The other's think she could be the illegitimate child of the Fairy King." Adonis scratched his white hair, glancing back at the others. "Put her in a room upstairs, I'll take care of this later." He held out a key and Lyra took it, lifting the girl once more. "Nieve, you should come in case she wakes up." The two looked to be around the same age, surely that would be a comfort? Lyra placed the child down on the bed, the room sparse, but it had a window overlooking the river that ran beside the town.



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San stirred, feeling something soft underneath her head. She felt disoriented and dizzy, her head dizzy. What was happening? San recalled people and then something tasty and an impromptu nap. She looked around her entire body felt awfully heavy. The room was small, much smaller than her bedroom. It was clear to San that she was no longer at home. Where was this place? San wondered, spotting two people. She recognized them from before, the one that had given her the nice snack and the other that had a sword. San curled up on the bed, whimpering. She did not like this strange place, it was dark and plain. The bed was scratchy and her head throbbed from the snack.

"Wruumo?" San asked timidly, wanting to know where they were. "It's okay," the one with brightly colored hair spoke, holding out a hand. "You're in a safe place," but San didn't understand her, she may as well have been speaking gibberish.

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This strange fae girl that no one knew, that could not truly understand the language that they spoke. Hadn't she heard of things like this before? Children raised wrong could end up not knowing the basics in order to survive? Nieve didn't really know but she wondered if it may be too late to teach it at least how to communicate. Fluent control of a language might be hard, but maybe things would be okay even with rudimentary communication. "Sh-she looks, um, peaceful... asleep..." Sopheene tried to say, wringing her hands in anxiety, surprised that she had suddenly spoken. She was watching as Lyra was holding the girl as they returned to the Guild Hall, looking just as beautiful as she always did. "Not really. She looks the same as everyone else."

Adonis looked just as surprised as they were to find a little girl here, for who knows why. This girl was very much a mystery. While she could be the illegitimate child of the Fairy King, the fact remained that that was just a rumor. Who was to say if it was the truth or not? "She's going to be one of us!" Tymol declared, pumping his fist. He was very short, similar in height to both Nieve and the new girl. When compared to tall people like Adonis and Sopheene, the height difference was stark. "She needs a family, and we can provide that for her!" The little thief boy was very much of the opinion to keep her. "It might be dangerous." Allen had a bit more reservation, as did Nieve. "Will we be safe if a scandal comes?" This could also be a link that leads the Magnolia family right to them.

But it wasn't their decision in the end, was it? Nieve nodded, accepting the job. "U-um... I'll - let's go get a-another mission then?" Pheenie suggested to Allen, who nodded. "We'll do something simple then, boss." As the three of them discussed a duo mission for them, Nieve made her way up with the mysterious girl who was placed on a bed where she would rest for now. Suddenly it seemed that she woke up, making another strange noise. What was the best way to help her learn? The toxicologist wasn't the best person to be a teacher, but at the very least she had something of an education. Didn't they say that literacy was the most important aspect of a society to consider it's progress?

Language would have to be the first barrier. Didn't babies always start learning names before going onto anything else. Nieve decided to point to her chest then. "Nieve." She said slowly, locking eyes with the feral girl. "Ni-e-vay." She repeated a bit more clearly. She then pointed to Lyra. "Lyra. Ly-ra." The narrowed her eyes, then forced a sort of smile. "Names." Would the girl understand? She repeated the motions, herself, then the word Name, Lyra, then the word name. Finally Nieve pointed at the girl. "Name?" She asked, wanting to know what to call her.

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"I'll admit," Adonis scratched the back of his head, "having this kid here, if she truly is related to the fairy King and Queen, would be a scandal," he grinned a fang grin, his tail swishing back and forth. "But it would also be great publicity for our Guild," Adonis waved away their worries. "Don't worry, right now it's too early to form any theories, but I'll do some digging. If this child is missing her family, we'll be the ones to find them," and if there was a reward attached to it, all the better for their guild. "Nieve, you're around her age. I'm sure you'll be quick friends," Adonis flashed a thumb's up and turned towards Allen and Sopheene, who would go on another quest in the meantime.

What had they done with her? San was on edge, she was fearful. She had thought that the girl who gave her a snack was a friend, was she wrong? The red haired one held out a hand, attempting to communicate, but San did not understand their language. The other one, the short one, held out a hand. "Ni-e-ve?" San sounded out, able to wrap her head around the simple syllables. "Ly-ra," the red head nodded, it seemed that San had gotten a grasp of it. What were those words? The small one repeated them, pointing to herself. Titles? Names! San understood, she nodded and pointed to herself. "San," it was the name she had given herself, the easiest three letters to say. Names, that's what those were called to them. "It looks like she can learn quickly," Lyra said, arms crossed, hip cocked.

"I was right to bring you here, I would have no idea what to do," Lyra shook her head, she would have been quite lost. The little girl seemed less lost, a little bit more trusting and curious. She slid off of the bed and onto all fours, crawling forward. Her dress dragged behind her, well, if that could be called a dress. It was more like a rag that had been wrapped around her. If she truly was a princess, then why had she been locked in a tower? Lyra could take a guess of course starting with the horns. San tilted her head to the side, curious. She sniffed the red haired one and then the blonde one, they smelled nice, San decided. She turned in a circle and sat on her hind quarters, looking up at them expectantly. What next? San wondered. A sound outside drew her attention.

She ran on all fours, jumped onto the bed, and eagerly looked out the window. There was a bird, tapping its beak against the window, chirping happily. San had only ever seen the feathered friends, she had never heard their chirp before. San turned back towards her new friends, Lyra and Nieve, pointing to the bird. "Frruff!" She licked her lips, watching as the bird flew away. Her shoulders sagged, the feathered friends were always leaving her and taking towards the skies. San wished that she too, could fly like them.

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As always, Adonis was definitely the kind of man that wasn't afraid of taking a risk if he thought the benefit outweighed the danger. "You've always been a gambling man." Nieve said with a sly smile, fighting the urge to stick her tongue out at him. Not because she was afraid, but it was out of respect. The man took them in, gave them money when they had none, helped them went a home when they had no place to live. He took them in as members of their family. Not long after, they saw him do the same for Lyra. And once again, he was providing a home for this new girl. A provider of homes for those with none, Adonis was building something great here. Nieve just did not want to risk this wonderful place being in danger as a result of his big heart.

Upstairs, Lyra and Nieve were put in charge of the fae girl. More specifically, Lyra was responsible and Nieve was just assisting for now. "We should teach her how to ask things." Nieve said after looked pleased at the progress. San was her name, and she was clever enough to understand what names were. Nieve, Lyra, and San. If they could teach her more words, it would help the girl begin to understand the world. "We'll help her foster curiosity." The Sylph decided, remembering how her Teacher taught her how to use poisons. He would give her plenty of different plants and had her experiment with them, learning with her own hands.

So the poison master gently took San's arm. It felt dainty, just like her own. Sylphs were very physically weak due to the nature of their species. She weighed probably less than twenty pounds due to much of her body being wind and air. There was a reason Allen used a magical bow after all. So she pulled gently until the hand pointed towards the bird that had been chirping. "Bird." Nieve said kindly. Well, to be fair it was called a Blue Wallable, but that was probably too complicated for San right now. She pointed San to a few more things as well, teaching her about doors, about lamps, about clouds.

Was that enough for the girl to understand that with pointing, they would teach her the world? Nieve looked to Lyra then, nudging her forward. "Your turn. Let her point to something, then help her say it, okay?" Little by little they would help the girl contextualize the universe they lived in, one word at a time. "We should teach and encourage curiosity. That's the best way to get someone to learn, you know." She didn't mean to sound like a know-it-all. She just wanted to be useful, that's all.

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Lyra nodded, "Clever, it's probably the easiest way we can try to understand each other." The banshee agreed, she was relieved to not be alone with the girl as Lyra had never been especially patient with children. Even if Nieve was one, she was much more mature for her age then say, Tymol. "So," Lyra placed her hands on her hips, watching San tap the window excitedly. "How exactly do we foster curiosity?" The child spoke in gibberish, or at least, in no language that Lyra had heard of. She and her Master had traveled far and wide, it was no dialect that Lyra recognized. She watched carefully, as Lyra would need to learn by example considering this was not her area of expertise. Her Master had always been cautious in guiding her, as the ways of the banshee could be fickle.

San pointed to the animals, listening as the one called Nieve gave her instruction "Birb!" She echoed, licking her lips. San smiled, the winged creatures had a name!
"Birb! Birb, birb!" San pointed to all of them, naming each one. Were they all birb? She wondered, turning back towards Nieve to learn more of their language. San's tail thumped eagerly against the bed, she wiggled with delight, finally having a name to call all of these things. "Door!" San echoed once more, "Cloud! Cloud!" San pointed to each fluffy white chunk, naming them.

It was Lyra's turn to point at things. "Bed," she gestured to the long flat thing San was sitting on. She had always thought of them as nests. "Pillow," ah. The fluffy fluff had a name too! San was eager to learn. "Blanket," and the soft warmy was blanket! San nodded, repeating everything. Her stomach growled loudly, San placed both hands on it, whimpering. She was not used to this sensation, for her entire life, she had received three meals, timed to the tee. "Hunger," Lyra smiled patiently. "Hunger!" San repeated with a nod. "Hunger! Hunger!" San chanted as though it were a song.

San pointed up, wondering if that's where the food came from. "Roof," Lyra turned towards Nieve. "I'll be right back," Lyra disappeared outside. She returned with three plates, loaded to the gills. "I wasn't sure what our new friend might like, so I brought her a little bit of everything." San cautiously left the bed, sniffing the air. "Food," Lyra pointed, naming each thing. San licked her lips, waiting for permission. Chicken, potatoes, green beans, cake.

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San was already getting into it, able to mostly form the words they were trying to teach her. That meant to some extent, San had been free to make sounds as she pleased so her tongue and vocal chords were somewhat developed correctly. "Bird." She said again, stressing the d at the end of the word. While yes, birb was very cute, it was important to teach proper pronunciation. Forgiving little mistakes here and there would lead to bigger mistakes which would make it harder for her to be understood. Education was a rare thing in this world, most children started working around twelve to help earn a living at home. It was usually only those from noble families that could afford to learn. Nieve, in that way, was lucky. Lyra wanted to know how to teach curiosity.

"It's best if it's somewhat natural." Nieve explained to Lyra, trying to reiterate what her tutors had taught her back when she was learning under the Magnolia family name. "That way she'll simply want to know and learn more. If she asks a question, it's important that we always respect that and give her an answer that will satisfy her." So she and Lyra would have to teach the rest of the Guild San-language, which for now extended to 'I'm pointing at this so tell me what this means.' "The more of us that can help teach her about the world, the better, wouldn't you say?" San suddenly started up, patting her tummy and saying that she was hungry. They didn't need to be experts to know what that meant.

Lyra returned with a whole lot of food and was happy to teach San exactly what each food was. "We should probably help teach her how to use utensils." Maybe it was a bit silly, but Nieve always appreciated those with good table manners. Many of the guild were messy eaters, even doing something as horrible as picking up whole chicken wings with their own hands. Allen was a neat eater and Sopheene of course was too because Nieve taught her exactly how not to be a troglodyte. Lyra was pretty yes, and San was downright adorable, but Nieve believed that there could be no women as perfect and beautiful as Sopheene herself, the Sword Saint herself.

There were three forks and three knives. If you were careful even chicken wings could be defeated with clever use of fork and knife. The Sylph decided to teach San about proper eating etiquette, since one's class was usually most easily seen by their table manners. "This fork goes with this food, and-..." she sighed, feeling a bit disappointed. "It's probably too early to teach table manners." But if San really was the illegitimate daughter of royalty, there were things like this that she would need to know. She would also need to learn basic ballroom dances, how to court and escort... she sighed, putting a hand on her hip. This was going to be a long road of education, wasn't it?

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Lyra shook her head, "I think utensils might be futile right now." The banshee said as she finished naming each food. "Chicken!" San echoed, clapping her hands together. It was cute, Lyra did have to agree on that. She was like a toddler, eager to soak up as much information as possible and repeat it back to them. "Yes, chicken." Lyra took a bite to show San that it was safe to eat. San dug right in, using her teeth to pick meat off of bones and her hands to lift it to her mouth. Lyra had never seen such a messy eater before, at least, not a human one. A dog or horse perhaps, but San was truly animal-like in the way she ate, eagerly gulping down everything in sight. She licked all three plates clean, not picky, it seemed. That was good, Lyra thought, it would make it easy to feed her.

"Good?" Lyra held a thumb's up in question. San looked at her quizically, tail thumping against the ground. Lyra looked up at Nieve, then back at San. Lyra rubbed her tummy, then pointed to the blonde haired monster. "Did San like the food?" San brightened in understanding. "San like chicken!" She agreed, turning in a circle, leaving grease prints on the wooden floor and sitting back down. Lyra picked up the napkin and ran it underneath the sink, San waiting patiently beside the three empty plates. This was the least the banshee could do, she figured, wiping up the grease around San's mouth and cleaning her hands and the floor. San squirmed, an odd sensation. She had never had anyone clean her this way.

"Slowly, we can introduce her to the fork and knife." Lyra agreed, she could practically see the cogs turning in Nieve's head. It was easy to guess what Nieve was, or at least, that she had a background of nobility. It was in the way she dressed and carried herself. She seemed to have a certain air about her, in the way she spoke, in the way she walked. If San truly was nobility, then Nieve would be the best person to learn from. Albeit, Lyra had the feeling that if San ever did she up to court, or whatever it was called, the fae nobility would faint in fear. She was... unusual to look at to say the least. It was clear, however, that San did not realize she was different and that was a blessing. "San, how did you get in that tower?" Lyra knew it was a pointless question, but it irked her.

San purred in response, rubbing her head against Nieve's leg like an affectionate dog or cat. There came a knock on the door, in which San tensed. Going through doors was not something she had experiencing in, considering she had been confined to a single room. Lyra rose, collecting the plates to see who it could be. "Oh, Adonis," the fae entered the room, smiling. "So, our little visitor is awake. I trust you and Nieve are making her at home?" Lyra nodded, handing him the plates. He frowned, "Yes, but she doesn't speak any human or fae tongue and I don't think she quite knows what she is."

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With delight, Nieve was pleased to hear San correctly say a complicated word like chicken. What made bird so difficult that she had to resort to birb then? With a less pleased expression, the feral Fae was wolfing the food down with little care for being neat and tidy. There was a reason Nieve always preferred to eat privately in her own room when given a chance. It always costed her her appetite to watch this kind of display. "That's... how uncouth." It couldn't be helped, but it was a shame potential royalty lacked this kind of etiquette. She glanced at Lyra helplessly, having not eaten but would probably not be hungry for a long time now. "Clean. Nieve is cleaning." She explained as she pulled rags out of her pack, sprinkling them with water, and began wiping down the areas where food and juices and stains spilled around San.

The former noble lady took great care in treating the specks and spans of the area so that nothing would strain in the long run. With leftover fragrances of food, insects would take that as an invitation and come and accept that invitation. It probably wouldn't be good for the demon in the long run. "We'll have to potty train her." Nieve told Lyra in dull dreadful realization. "I wonder where and how she used tot ake care of that?" San was a woman of intrigue and mystery. Why was she in the tower? What was her true lineage? There were so many things they would have to find out over time with taking care of her. San's appearance was a bit gruesome, but her behaviors and attitudes and mannerisms were mostly adorable, if unrefined.

Adonis made his entrance then to check up on her. "She's doing well. She knows how to ask qustions by poiinting and expecting to know it's name." Right, to that extent, San would want a name for Adonis now too. "Adonis." The Sylph said, pointing towards the Guildleader. "Adonis is guildmaster." That much might be pushing it a little. They would have to take baby steps. "It's starting to get late." Adonis said kindly to Nieve. "You should go back home with your siblings." It hurt a little to hear Pheenie being called a sibling but there was nothing she could do about that. "Okay. It was nice to meet you, San." She waved goodbye to the girl and then nodded to acknowledge Lyra. "I will see you tomorrow, farewell until then."

Allen and Pheenie were already ready to get heading home. They lived in the inner circles of Phosphora, safe from wandering bands of orcs or trolls trying to cause trouble. "I hope you made friends with that girl. Her situation must be pitiful." Allen shook his head at the thought. "She's blissfully unaware it seems." Nieve said, and she knew that that was a kindness. Pheenie looked adorable as she blushed and tried to say goodbyes as they left the Guild for the day. Tomorrow would be a new day for quests, of course. This peaceful existence... Nieve was thankful for it. She hoped nothing would come to ruin it one day.

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San followed Nieve to the door, wondering where she was going. She whimpered as Nieve left and the one called Adonis blocked her path. San did not want them to leave her, she had just made friend, so why was Nieve going? Had San done something wrong? "It's okay," Lyra tried to reassure her, but San didn't understand. "I'm gonna head out too," Lyra said, yawning, the sun had begun to set. San whimpered as she left, the door closing behind her. San turned, growing anxious. This room did not have her toys or books or paints. San continued scratching, wanting to be let out. This room was boring and plain, it was sparsely furnished and had none of the comforts of home. The sun had since gone past the hills, San sat by the window, watching the town illuminate.

The door opened, San perked up, her tail swishing eagerly. "Moof?" She asked, turning in a circle as Adonis entered. "I can't help but hear your yowling," he sighed, "you have no idea what I'm saying, do you?" San sat, her tail thumping happily against the ground. There were scratch marks in the wood from her clawed hands. "Alright, why don't we go on a walk?" Adonis asked, opening the door up further. He began to walk and San, questioningly, scampered out behind him. She pointed to the obstacle in front of them, "stairs." Adonis spoke patiently, helping her down them. San pointed to something else, "table, chairs." She echoed the words back to him, "stairs, table, chair!" San followed Adonis outside, carefully remaining beside him. They were only going on a short walk, he decided, because it would not do for a guild member to wear rags.

He had not meant to buy her so many things. "What is all of this?" Tymol asked, disbelief in his eyes as Adonis returned, armed to the gills. San scampered along after him, wearing a new dress and shoes, although it seemed futile considering she still walked on all fours. "I may have... gone overboard," glittering around her neck was a choker with a pretty little gem. On the other side it read, If you are reading this I am lost. Please return me to Lamia Scale. San was tired, she had never done so many things in one day. She had learned so many words too! "House! House! Home!" San chirped as they entered. Tymol whistled, watching them disappear upstairs. San ran to the bed, turning in a circle to make a nest. "Okay, okay, give me a minute. I really went overboard," he murmured. He placed a stuffed rabbit on the bed and hung up clothing.

"Wait what are you- no! No! Bad! That's what a toilet is for!" San looked up, wondering what was wrong. Adonis lifted her from the corner and brought her to a new room. "This is where you do your business, okay? I'll turn around," San wriggled, not understanding. "Toilet," Adonis made a motion of going to the bathroom. It seemed that at last San had understood and Adonis turned around in relief, his face red.

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Morning was a lot of work. "Okay, this should be good." Nieve smiled as Sopheene and Allen and her finished packing the bag. Allen put his hand next to the desk, creating a wind to lift it up into the air and support it's weight so that they could transport it. Nieve was doing the same thing with a chair while on Sopheene's back there were collections of clothes and books and even a small hand mirror. Why were they carrying all these things you ask? It was all for San, of course, the newest member of their family. "Before we start a quest, we should be introduced properly to San." Allen told Nieve, reminding her. "It would be good for her to know more people. Do you think she'll remember our names?" The younger Sylph nodded, agreeing with that. "She's pretty bright."

In just a short time span San had been able to learn so many words, after all. "I don't think that will be a problem." She took a look at Sopheene, who smiled embarrassingly at her. Nieve smiled, she couldn't get enough of the permanent blush always on her sister in law's cheeks, illuminating and brightening up her face tremendously. It made her really cute. For a tall girl to be so blushy... well - Nieve felt her heart sink as Allen gave her a kiss. She should be used to it by now but it still hurt. "U-um... will she like me?" Pheenie asked, squirming after accepting the kiss. "You will be fine. She's pretty friendly." The trio left their house in the Inner Quarter, and headed down the street, greeting the usual faces. At the gates that lead to the Outer Quarter, they passed by a familiar face. It was the local Captain of the Guard, Finn Grant. "Hmm? What's with all that luggage?" He asked, always the diligent watchman. "We're welcoming a new guildmember." Allen said with a grin. "She doesn't have much, so we're sparing some of our things for her." Finn smiled, waving them off. "That's good. Once she's used to the Guild, invite her around for a tour of Phosphora, would ya?" With a smile and a nod, Nieve lead the way down the dirt road.

Entering the Guild Hall, Nieve had a sudden idea. "Hey, why don't we team up with Lyra and Tymol again? Yesterday went pretty well and-" Pheenie started fidgeting with her feet, looking awkward. "U-um, sure?" She shrugged, trying to pretend to be cool. The truth was, Pheenie had such bad social anxiety she barely talked to anyone other than Allen and Nieve. "It won't hurt to make new friends." Allen suggested with a nudge. "Come on, it's not a bad idea. With more people we can take on harder quests, too." They were here a little early, not everyone was back yet. "Let's take the things up for San to see." They said their mornings to Adonis and explained themselves, and headed up towards San's room.

There was a whole lot of things to give her. The Sylph siblings put the desk and chair down, releasing their wind magic to allow the furnitures to rest by the window. The hand mirror was placed on it so San could get a good look at herself. They also put the picture books on top of the desk for her, as well as a new tooth brush. She would have to share the Guild's common cleansing paste for now though. "We even have creams and ointments for your skin." Nieve explained, though she wasn't sure if San understood. The tubes of creams were also put neatly on the wooden desk. "Allen." She pointed at Allen who waved and smiled, flashing the teeth. "Sopheene." Sopheene gave a stiff bow, blushing deeply. "H-h-hello." She stuttered, trying to fight the anxiety.

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San slept peacefully, when morning came, Lyra brought her food. "Eggs, bacon, biscuit." San repeated each word back to her eagerly, like an echo. "Very good," Lyra smiled, "hairbrush," she explained, bringing out a gift. "Brush!" San sniffed it in wonder, it smelled shiny. "Yes," Lyra nodded, "good." She went behind the animal as she ate, gobbling up her food. Lyra noticed the new belongings of course, Adonis was already spoiling her. "San like biscuits!" She decided, tail wriggling with pleasure as she ate a second one. With some effort and a few scratches from San's claws, Lyra had detangled her hair. It was long and silky, quite shiny really. "You should brush every day," Lyra explained and placed it on the bed. She left to go take up a quest, figuring it would be best to be productive. As much as Lyra wanted to spend all day here, teaching San about the ways of humans, she had other things to get done.

San watched her go, raising a leg to scratch behind her ear. She whimpered as the door closed, alone again. It wasn't long until it reopened, more friends arriving. Door, it seemed, were not always bad things. San jumped onto the bed eagerly as they brought big things in with them as well as some small things. More friends! Nieve had come back with more friends! "Allen!" San repeated, "Pheephee!" She giggled, running in a circle around them before hopping back up onto the bed. "San," the creature pointed to herself, grinning from ear to ear, displaying her sharp teeth. She sniffed the creams that Nieve had brought for her, not understanding what they really were. The brush looked fun, but San didn't understand that one either.

The door opened again, Adonis entering. "Look at all of this new furniture, I'm sure San will be quite happy." San scampered over to the door, rubbing her head against Adonis's thigh affectionately. He had, after all, shown her how to use the toilet. "Nieve," San bound over to the white haired girl to show her, her thanks. She rubbed her head against Nieve's leg, making a sound similar to a purr. San repeated the same motion to PheePhee and Allen, then, seemingly satisfied, went back to her bed to watch them. Her bed was a mess, everything seemingly gathered into the center in a nest of sorts, just like in her home. She looked out the window excitedly, pointing. "Bird," but when San tapped the glass, the bird flew away.

Her shoulders slumped and she looked back at the others, then to the window. Another bird came and she cheered up once more, "Bird!" San pointed, the little bird chirping and then leaving. Why did the birds keep going? San didn't understand. Where did they go? She wanted to know that too.

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It seemed San already had quite a few things. Lyra had even stopped by for a moment to add more decorations for the sparse room. It was already looking a little more like a home. San repeated their names as best as she could. Allen looked a little bit miffed when Sopheene's name proved too hard to say but secretly, Nieve was pleased. Naturally San had good taste, able to tell that Pheenie was a much better nickname for her than Sophie was. San was an unusual looking fae but it had a bit of charm to it, going well with her cutesy animalistic act. Hopefully though she would learn how to act properly like a noble and not like a beast. "Good San, that's good. Here." She opened the tube and squeezed some of the pale green liquid, rubbing it up in her hands.

"This is facial cream, it's made out of an avocado extract." The younger Sylph rubbed it on San's face until it was covered. "Let it stay, do not lick." Did San know that much yet? "Adonis, don't let her lick it. This will keep her skin youthful and pretty." Or as pretty as it could get with all the strange markings all over her body. "You always worry about the silly things. San's perfect just the way she is." Allen said with a grin, ruffling her hair. "It was just brushed, you made it messy again." Nieve frowned, taking the brush and running it through the hair as gently as she could, struggling a little with the knots. Pheenie hung back, wringing her hands as they clutched at the folds of her tunic's trails, as if unsure how to approach. "Pheenie, kneel and hold your hand out for her to squeeze." Nieve suggested.

Pheenie gulped and took small tiny steps forward until she was close enough to kneel, her tall graceful lithe frame looking like a piece of art as she descended onto her knees, holding out a hand. "H-h-hello." Pheenie blushed deeply, unable to keep eye contact for more than half a second. Nieve glanced at Allen, wondering why he hadn't done more to help her out of her shell. He shrugged helplessly, because he didn't feel as if there was much control he had over the situation. The social anxiety was a hurdle Pheenie would have to overcome on her own. No one could really help her with that.

Well, the clock was ticking, and they had to get to work so they could afford to keep up with rent. "Alright, let's get going. We'll check the mission board, Adonis." Allen said, motioning with his hand for Nieve and Sopheene to follow. "I--it was n-n-nice... to m-meet you." Sopheene stuttered, trying to open up to San. "I'll be back later." Last night Nieve had made more medications and tinctures so she would have a good supply just in case things went awry. "Oh, Adonis, leave a note for Lyra and Tymol that we're open to group up with them again for another mission." Allen told Adonis as they left San's room, heading for the mission board to choose the task for today.

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San bound over to Nieve when she called her good, Adonis had taught her good only yesterday and San decided she liked the word. She looked up expectantly, wondering what it was in Nieve's hand. San struggled against her as the green slime was applied to her face, she tried to lick it of course, but by Nieve's expression, it seemed that was not what she was supposed to do. It felt strange on her face, cold and squishy. Why couldn't San lick it? She wondered as she was subjected once more to the horrible brush. San whimpered, attempting to run away and hide underneath the desk, but a chair blocked her path, pinning her between the desk and Nieve. "Nyyyyaaa!" San mewled as her hair was untangled once more.

Pheephee stepped forward, holding out her hand. San looked at it curiously, was there food? She wondered, licking Pheephee's hand. The girl did not seem to like that, she blushed and backed away. San tilted her head to the side curiously, there was no food, but it did taste like coconuts. San watched them go, whining as Adonis tried to close the door. He sighed, "Oh alright, come on." Adonis picked up a pillow from her nest and led San downstairs, to his desk. He set the pillow down for her to sit on. San pat it down with her hands and sat, watching as strangers and familiar faces came over to the desk. San wanted to greet each one of course. While some reacted to her strange looks, others reached out to pat her head or provide scratches underneath her chin, which made San's tail thump against the floor happily.

Occasionally she would point to something, wanting to know the name of it. "Sword," Adonis provided willingly, "pencil. Would you like to try it?" He set down a long piece of parchment and some colorful pencils, San perked up instantly, scribbling away. "Hey, you're pretty good at that." Adonis admired, his smile wide as he watched her draw away. He handed her more parchment to keep her occupied, San going a bit slower on that one to draw a bird. "I guess all that time alone gave you plenty of time to pick up a hobby, huh?" He asked, rising to grab some food as lunch was served. The residents of the Guild Hall took turns making meals, as it was part of their dues. "One day you'll have to learn how to cook," Adonis spoke, knowing she did not understand.

"Fish, rice, beans," Adonis pointed to each, "ketchup." San wriggled happily, waiting for permission to eat. "Fork, knife," he placed one in each of San's hands. "Like this," he cut the fish up into pieces. "Then like this," he stabbed a piece of fish with his fork and ate it. San dropped both utensils and gobbled her food up, making a right mess out of her clothing and face.

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With Adonis's blessing, Nieve, Sopheene, and Allen received their quest. There was a request for them to go and take out a horde of goblins living in a cave outside of Phosphora, by the old trading outpost where Phosphoran farmers and merchants used to set up shop each Sunday to sell their food and wares to other cities. "Goblins are a cinch." Allen was confident they would be fine. Sopheene was amazingly strong with a sword and he was one of the best archers in the Guild. Nieve wasn't much of a fighter but she could still use her ether to create wind to fight with. Mix wind with the poisons she always has available in her pack and you have quite useful chemical warfare options. "They breed like rabbits though, so they need to be culled every now and then."

If goblins were allowed to breed unchecked, they would eventually have so many that no one would be able to fight them. That was why it was important to kill as many goblin nests as you could find the moment they were discovered. "Wh-who's the client?" Pheenie asked, still not putting her mask on yet. Nieve glanced at the slip of paper. "The Guardsman of Phosphora pitched in together." Apparently the Guards aren't allowed to go on expeditions outside the city because their job is to protect the walls. Therefore it makes sense that they try to hire Guilds to go take care of outside problems in their stead. "It pays well, and that's what matters." Allen stepped forward with stride, leading the way to the marked cave on the map they were supplied.

It was pretty easy in the end. They had the feather of the tribe leader (each goblin tribe has a leader and each leader has a special feather growing from it's head) and now was time to cash in their reward. Sopheene was so beautiful and graceful and Nieve - no, it didn't really matter what she felt anyways. She was even cuter as she blushed and panted trying to regain her breath after such a good fight. Was there a work of art better than Pheenie? Allen agreed and gave her a kiss, so Nieve looked away, preferring not to see it. Her heart burned, but she knew she just had to get used to it is all.

Feeling tired, Nieve flopped down on the couch as Allen cashed in the reward. "Easy as always, boss." He grinned, taking another quest. "Sophie and I can do this one alone, if you want to rest, sis." Nieve nodded, she would take him up on that offer. The younger Sylph pulled out some vials and herbs and sighed, knowing that the job never ended. "Adonis, you should bring San down to watch me make my materials. Maybe she'll find it fun." She already had her mixing kit set up, and arranged a place on the desk to begin the work. Make drugs to fight quests to afford to make more drugs in order to do more quests. It never ended, but that was life after all.

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Adonis nodded, “I’m sure she would. She’s been cooped up here most of the day,” Adonis rose from the desk, he had been busy using ink and quill to fill out the paperwork that demanded his attention. He smiled as he brought San down, who pattered happily on all four’s down the stairs to sit across from Nieve, her tail wagging eagerly like a puppy. Her horns glittered in the midday light and the monster licked her lips, leaning forward to sniff whatever it was Nieve was doing. She whined, wanting to help, but not knowing how. Adonis set down paper and ink, “she’s quite good at this, I think it makes her feel useful.” He went to sit down at his own desk as San got to work, drawing all of the herbs and ingredients that Nieve had on the table. She stuck her tongue out of her mouth between sharp fangs. Her expression was nothing short of adorable as she worked on depicting what it was Nieve was doing.

When it was done, San nudged the photo forward with her nose, her tail swishing once more. Did Nieve like it? San wondered. Lyra too, had returned from a day of quests and sat across from them, “I brought this, I thought we all might try some.” A small tart that had yellow, lemon custard and crunchy meringue on top. “Here San,” Lyra cut off a slice. “Crust, lemon, meringue.” She pointed to each piece, then sliced off some for Nieve and at last, a piece for herself. Lyra’s hands were shaking, ever so slightly, if you looked closely. No doubt the banshee had, had a vision of a death. She had learned early on that divulging to others of their doom would not stop it, it would merely change how they met their end. She remained silent of it, of course, instead, indulging in sweets to stop the terror.

San sniffed the tart uncertainly, it smelled sour. “Lemon,” she parroted, looking between Lyra and Nieve to see if it was for eating, sniffing, or something else. “You eat it,” Lyra mocked eating to show her. San licked it tentatively, “try this,” she pushed a spoon towards San, who held it in her fist, wondering what she was supposed to use it for. “Hmm, I guess it really is too early for that.” San licked the spoon, cringing at the taste. “Bad!” She placed the spoon down and licked the tart again, taking small bites, as she was uncertain if she liked the lemon or not. “Silly girl,” someone said from behind them. It seemed that the Guild was already becoming fond of their new pet. San’s Tail swished, deciding that she enjoyed the flavor and she began to take nibbles, unable to gobble it down because of the sour lemon.

“I’ve realized,” Adonis cleared his throat, coming up from behind them once more, “that San is quite trainable.” He pat her head, the monster making a sound between a purr and a mewl of delight. “I think she could become quite useful, even if she can’t yet communicate properly.”

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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.

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It was time to decide who would get to do what. There were two major points of contention today that they would have to deal with. The goblin horde on the hilltop was getting bigger and needed to be purged. Not only that, but they needed to deal with the new problem of the King and Queen possibly looking for San. "I think it's only right that those of us who saved San from that Tower should be in charge of keeping her with us." Tymol said with an affirmative nod, puffing his cheeks. For a spry little kid he had a strong sense of what he wanted to do. "Is that wise?" Maybe it was bad of them, but the two wisps had very good reasons to keep separated from potential royalty.

"The three of us can take care of the goblins so they don't reach the city." Allen offered with a grin, plucking the bowstring of his sacred bow. "We're pretty strong, we could take care of them ourselves." Nieve raised an eyebrow, wondering if that was making it too obvious. "But Nieve doesn't kill things." Tymol frowned, stomping his foot. "Aren't we the ones responsible for San? And you're one of the ones San likes most, Nieve!" One would think a runaway fugitive like Tymol would understand the need to stay under wraps and hidden away. Likely the neutrality protections that applied to them because they were nobles, it was different than for Tymol. "U-um... w-we could protect the city..." Pheene murmured, looking down at her hands as if they were suddenly very interesting.

Nieve glanced at San then, frowning. She felt a bit of responsibility towards the girl. She and Lyra were her main caretakers, weren't they? But she understood the need for prudence as well. Nieve wasn't a particularly emotional girl, and she was never all that good at acting her age. She wasn't allowed that chance. Something Adonis said yesterday struck an odd chord in her. "San, do you want me to stay with you today?" Her heart fluttered and twinged painfully and she looked back at Pheenie with longing clear in her eyes. Her heart beat for Pheenie, so elegant, so beautiful, the Sword Saint of Phosphora. But Pheenie would never love her the same way she loved her brother, Allen. They were due to be wed, and a wedding had no place for a girl with unrequited love.

Allen gave her a hesitant look then. "If you think that's best, we'll help out with the royal problem too." He said at last, curving an eyebrow up. It was more dangerous, especially if they ran the risk of running into royalty. Yet they didn't want to tell anyone of their identities, even if Adonis might make it easier for them to remain incognito. "S-S-San doesn't l-like me anyways." Pheenie said with an awkward wiggle. A faint blush came to Nieve's face as she watched the shy tall sword saint look insecurely towards little San, unsure as to how to make friends with as much social anxiety as she bore.

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When morning came, San waited patiently in bed for someone to come get her. She still had yet to figure out door handles, but after being shown several times, could now use the bathroom on her own. Still, San waited until the door opened, Lyra greeting her. "Morning sleepy head," she said as San sat up. San liked Lyra, she always smelled nice and she gave San lemons. "Morning sleepy head," San parroted, her tail wriggling happily. "Let's get you up and dressed," San crawled out of bed, following Lyra to the bathroom. "Come on you, let's brush those teeth," San clenched her jaw, shaking her head. She did not like the tooth brush, but Lyra pried her jaw opened, scrubbing her teeth until they were shiny and brushing her hair, then putting it up into pigtails so that San wouldn't trip over her blonde locks.

Once the morning ordeal was over, San followed Lyra downstairs for breakfast. "San likes bacon!" She chimed, rubbing her head against Adonis's leg to greet him. "Good morning to you too," Adonis smiled, the guild rowdier than normal today. It seemed that they were ready to hunt goblins. When Nieve arrived, San happily scampered over to her, following her to a table. She yipped happily when Tymol set down food in front of her and gobbled up breakfast. "Don't eat so fast," the blonde scolded like a fretful older brother, "you're gonna get a stomach ache." San licked her lips, Lyra reaching over with a napkin to wipe up her face. San was content with all of her friends here.

Nieve wanted to stay? San nodded her head, she wanted Nieve to stay here with her! Tymol slammed his fist against the table, but San didn't know why. Was he angry about something? Should she be angry too? They were all speaking in words San didn't understand, but that was okay. She just liked to be with them. "San like Nieve!" It was hard for her to say Nieve's name, since v was not a letter that the little monster was used to. "San want Nieve stay!" her horns glinted in the daylight, San wanting her friend to stay here and stop going off to do other things that San couldn't do with her.

"San like... Pheenie," she squirmed, pouting. "I'll go on the goblin hunt," Lyra volunteered, "since I can fight and all." It was true, the banshee and her previous master had fought many a foe. Now it seemed, she would take up the sword again. Goblins were despicable creatures that started more fights than they could end.

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Nieve looked at San, the feral beast that knew little more than how to say a few words. She was learning, but it was going to be quite the process to get her to the point of being able to properly communicate just yet. It would be safer to avoid dealing with the King's Court, but even so San wouldn't understand that. And Nieve couldn't help but feel a little responsible for taking care of her. She made the offer, though she already knew deep down what San was going to say. "Okay. We'll help take care of you then." Pheenie and Allen would be helping too, and Pheenie seemed a little pleased when San told her she liked her too, though how much of it was true was hard to tell.

Lyra volunteered to go on the goblin hunt. "Some of the other guilds will be helping you too, but you shouldn't be alone out there, Lyra." Allen told her, brow furrowed. "Goblins are weak, but they have large numbers, you know?" It would be dangerous to send her out alone. "I can go too, then?" Tymol raised his hand, looking hopefully that he would get to stick with San. The thief seemed oddly fond of her. "No, it's okay. Pheenie, stay here and make friends with San, okay? I'll go with Lyra to help her." He grinned, looking like a cool hunter of evil. "My bow should help clear goblins. We've never had a duo mission, have we?" Pheenie's eyes went wide, and she twiddled her thumbs, Allen had never gone off on a mission without her before. "W-w-will you be, um, o-okay?" She asked anxiously. Allen replied with a kiss right on the lips so Nieve looked away.

"So, what do we have to do to keep San safe?" Adonis looked at them and nodded, beginning his explanation. "Well, the King and Queen want to investigate each Guild House to see if anyone took the girl from the Glass Tower." He told them with a grave expression. "That's their first step, then most likely, they'll hire some Guilds to help them investigate the Glass Tower to look for a hint as to what may have happened that night." Well, there was one way to make sure that didn't happen. "Then we can take San to stay at our house for now, maybe?" It was a suggestion since San wouldn't be here in the Guild House when the Royal Inspection happened.

Nieve took San's hand, kneeling down to her height. "I will make more medicines. You can help me." She could make San her assistant for now to keep them both busy. "We can gather ingredients and you can help me mix them into bottles." Naturally it would be hard at first for San, but with enough explanation hopefully she would pick up a few more words. "You could also try to discover her ether affinity." Adonis suggested, and Nieve nodded, realizing that they might as well discover that. "Okay, I'll do that too." If they could find out what San could do, then wouldn't she be able to help on the field too?

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San didn't understand everything that was happening. She knew that Nieve was staying and that was good, but Lyra was going away now. Where was she going? San watched as Lyra and Allen left through the door. She turned back towards the others, wondering what they would do now. San just wanted to play, or color, or maybe take a nap in a beam of sunlight, but everyone was looking at her worriedly. Was there food on her nose? San attempted to look at it, but doing so made her dizzy and so she stopped and lay her head on Nieve's lap, careful not to get her horns stuck in anything. "So we have to smuggle her out!" Tymol hit his hand against his fist, determined to keep San safe from the King and Queen. Adonis scratched his head, "Don't worry," Tymol assured him, "if anyone will take the fall for this, I will! Besides, once they search the Guild's and realize she isn't here, they'll leave us alone and investigate somewhere else."

"I'm more worried about what will happen when someone slips up." They could not hide San forever, of course. Perhaps once the buzz died down, it would be safer for San to come out of hiding. "Remember, doing this will be a direct violation against the crown," Adonis warned. "Being caught means imprisonment, or worse," Tymol only shook his head. "We already agreed on it? Didn't we?" He grinned, powder white hair gleaming in the light. "I'll take the fall, if it comes to it, don't worry Nieve." Tymol assured her, San sitting up quickly and writhing. She was getting bored of just sitting here, the little monster wanted to go out and do something!

"We should smuggle her in a wagon!" Tymol suggested. "That way we can take her stuff too," Adonis may have spoiled the little monster a bit. The whole guild seemed to fall in love with the child though, unable to resist her adorableness. Nieve took San's hand, kneeling down to her height. "Nieve!" San yipped happily, "San... help Nieve!" The monster's tail swished, pleased with herself for coming up with such complex words on her own. "Alright, let's sneak her out!" Tymol clapped his hands together, having produced a wheelbarrow out of nowhere. No doubt he had stole it from some unsuspecting gardener. It was easy for Tymol to lift San up and place her inside, her blonde head peaking out every so often as he piled stuff inside.

"San can you play hide and seek?" He asked, pushing her head underneath the pile. "San... hide!" The little monster agreed, "Okay, but you have to stay quiet too." He made a motion, putting his finger against his lips. San copied him, then hid beneath the pile of belongings once more. "Alright, lead the way to your house Nieve," Tymol grinned, convinced that this would be a cinch.

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The inspection for Lamia Scale would take place tomorrow, so they had to get San out of here today. This was an important mission to take care of their newest member, to keep her safe from whatever the Crown may want her for. Considering the rumors from the capital, and the possibility of an actual illegitimate child, they couldn't be too careful. If San was an illegitimate heir to the throne, then they really could be in trouble here for taking her away from the Glass Tower. Nieve and Allen may be forced to return home to their parents in the Magnolia Estate, something neither of them wanted to do. "Yes, you're right, we'll have to get her out. We need to do it now, I think."

Sopheene blushed and copied Nieve by going to her knees to lower herself closer to San's height. Though for the tall model-esque figure Sopheene bore, it was hard for her to really try to look smaller for San's liking. "U-u-um, m-maybe..." She trailed off, looking down at her hands. "What is it?" Nieve asked, trying to coax Sopheene out of her shell. "It's okay, you can say it." Sopheene gulped, slightly emboldened by Nieve's words. She was not used to speaking, especially without Allen around. "Sh-should San... get a chance to... say her goodbyes to the... rest of the g-guild before we go?" She asked, looking like a scared child about to be scolded for speaking out. "No, no goodbyes, only see you laters." Because San would definitely see everyone later. There was nothing saying they couldn't come visit their home in the Inner Quarter, either.

After giving San time to talk to Adonis, Tymol went out to scout out a safe route for them to go. Nieve put her purple cloak over San's head, hopefully disguising and obscuring her appearance for now. It took about ten minutes but Tymol returned, a toothy grin on his face. "I got it, let's follow my lead." He marched in front, looking little more than a kid out and about the town for the day. Nieve took San by the hand, helping the girl follow along, and Sopheene took the rear. "Down this path." Tymol said after they neared Phosphora's gates. "The trees make it a natural blind spot so the Guard Tower won't have a clear view of us." Nieve nodded, grimacing. "Through here." She said, motioning with her hands.

Eventually the wooded path took them to a wall. "A hole's been made here, we can crawl through it." Tymol went first, of course. The hole would take them through the Outer Quarter, where the poorer peasants and farming families lived. It definitely wasn't as nice as the Inner Quarter, and even less nice than the other two Quarters, the Pristine and the Magicant Quarters. Tymol took them through the Outer Quater's winding maze-like alleys, which had been the boy's old home before he was made a fugitive for his thievery. If he had any feelings about being home he didn't show them.

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A purple cloak was set atop her head for good measure. San hid underneath the bundle inside of the wheelbarrow, wondering what kind of game this was. San remained quiet, remembering what Nieve had told her. She kept her head down too, hearing Tymol and Phiphi talk quietly among themselves. What was it about? San wondered, she attempted to peak her head out of the bundle of clothing, it was hot inside of her hiding spot and she did not like it. Maybe if she took her clothing off it would be cooler? Yes, San decided, that made the most sense! She began to slowly strip off her clothing, moving quite a bit within the wheelbarrow until she was naked. There, that was better already. San settled down, a hand pressing on her head to get her to stop wiggling. "Stay still!" Tymol warned, passing in front of them were two palace guards.

They went through the back alleys and corridors, attempting to stay out of sight of the front streets and busy market squares. San was growing bored and restless, just how far was Nieve's house? San wondered. The cart came to an abrupt stop, a guard stepping in front of them. "Halt, we need to inspect your wheelbarrow Sir." San held her breath, knowing that this was important. If she was found, the game would be over! San remained perfectly still, doing her best to not so much as let her tail wiggle. She bit down on it to stop it from moving, smelling how tense everyone was. The monster buried herself further beneath the pile of clothing, the guard rummaging through the top layer. "Alright, keep moving," they rushed past, Tymol breathing a sigh of relief. "I thought for sure we would be found out," he gave a confident grin to Nieve and Phiphi.

At last the wheelbarrow came to a stop. "So this is your house?" Tymol asked, raising a brow. San poked her head out of her hiding place, her tail still in her mouth. "Hrmm?" She asked, spitting her tail out and crawling out of the basket. "S-S-San w-why are-are you n-naked?!" Phiphi squealed, quickly picking up the dress San had discarded to try and get the the little monster back into it. It was a hot day outside, San did not appreciate the tight, constricting dress she was forced into. "Shh!" Tymol looked at Nieve nervously, "let's get inside, then we can start yelling," he urged, hoping that they could get inside quickly so that no one would spot a very obvious horned child that walked on all four's.

"Don't worry San, no one is gonna take you from us," Tymol said protectively, squeezing her cheeks between his hands. "No they're not," San shook her head, escaping Tymol's grasp and looking around the new space curiously.

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As they neared Nieve's residence that she shared with Allen and Pheenie, they heard an alarm sound through the city. What was this alarm, Nieve never heard it before. Pheenie looked flustered as she forced San back into the dress, burying her in cloth again. Tymol covered his ears, it was so loud Nieve was getting a headache. "That's the warning horn!" Tymol exclaimed, trying to be heard over the blaring blasting through the city's streets. "There's an emergency!" Nieve glanced around as people stared up at the sky. She decided to look at the sky as well. Above them was a horde of dragons, tamed by what appeared to be goblins, ready to attack the city. "Goblins?" But weren't they fighting at the hilltop outside the city? Why were-

"Allen! Lyra!" Pheenie's eyes widened when she realized what this meant. If the goblins were here - then did that mean the army fighting them had lost? Were Lyra and Allen safe? Nieve narrowed her eyes, trying to think of what to do. Tymol was clinging to San as if to make sure she wouldn't suddenly run away, Pheenie looked ready to run off into the fray in search of her loved one. "Prepare for evacuations!" They could hear the loud booming voice of Finn Grant, the young guard captain, as he tried to corral the citizens to follow his lead. "Head to the shelters!" Tymol stared at Nieve in panic, mouth agape. If they went to the shelters, San would definitely be found out and they would be caught. This was a disaster! "Tymol, stay with San and get in the house, you know where it is. Pheenie and I have to make sure the others are safe." It wouldn't do anyone any good to panic now. Someone had to be the one to stay calm. The little sprite patted San on the head with a face of calm on her visage. "We'll be back. Listen to Tymol and stay with him, be good." Did she understand?

The goblins were attacking Phosphora. This meant that areas on the city's outskirts such as the Lamia Scale guildhall could very well be in danger. "But what about Allen? And Lyra?" Pheenie asked, already pulling out her sword, looking beautiful in her white armor. "Allen probably got them away with his wind ether." Against the surge of the crowd of fleeing citizens, Pheenie helped lead the way back towards the Guild Hall where the rest of their friends were. The flying goblins were landing on the streets now, causing chaos and setting fire to the city. Nieve grimaced, throwing her arm out to shoot a puff of wind to knock one goblin to his feet. Pheenie lunged forward with her sword, slicing cleanly through it's neck in one smooth motion. She wasn't the Sword Saint for nothing.

"Up there." Pheenie sounded confident and strong again now that she had the sword in her hands. "We can get a good view and see what's going on." Nieve nodded, liking that idea. "Alright." She raised her arms, summoning a gust of wind to knock the two girls up to the top of the belltower where they could see the whole city. Nieve panted, having used a lot of her energy to make that much wind. "Do you see them?" She asked, letting Pheenie take watch as the girls stayed safe above the chaos below.

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San did not understand, where was Nieve going? Why was she leaving? San attempted to leave the wheelbarrow, but Tymol pushed down on her head, forcing her to stay down. "Come on San, remember what Nieve said? You have to be a good girl." San nodded, settling back down. "San is good girl!" She insisted, squirming. "We're going to meet Nieve and Phiphi soon, okay?" San nodded once more, going quiet to hide as Tymol placed a finger against his lips. A group of palace guards ran past them, waving swords at the dragons in the air. San growled, dragons were mean. Dragons had kept her inside of her tower all of those years. "It's okay," Tymol said softly, moving the wheelbarrow once more. He had to get San out of here before she tried to chase after a dragon.

They rounded the corner, Tymol opening up the door. San jumped out, running right towards the window so that she could look outside. "Welcome to your new home for now," Tymol gestured with an arm. San looked around, walking on all four's in a slow circle around the space. She settled on the couch, deciding that this would do. "No! No digging! Bad, no claws!" San whimpered, jumping off of the couch and darting underneath the table. "Do you want to draw?" Tymol inquired, trying to smile. San nodded, wondering what she could do to help. "Why don't we make the others a snack so that when they get back, they'll have something good to eat?" San nodded, her tail wriggling happily. "San good! San help!" Tymol pat her head, "Yes, San is very good, now let's cut up some bread."

They went into the kitchen to prepare sandwiches. San grasped her's with her mouth, running over to the window to look outside to eat. "San, down!" San got down, a group of guards running past. "We just have to lay low for a bit, okay?" San finished her sandwich and licked her fingers, jumping back onto the couch and curling up on a pillow. "Nap time?" He asked as San yawned, tired from today's adventures. Outside was hot, it was not like her Glass Tower, whose temperature was always the same. "Silly San, all tuckered out from exploring." San yawned once more, smiling to herself, her tail swishing to and fro. "I wonder what you're thinking right now," Tymol mused aloud as San fell asleep. He yelped, her body suddenly changing. None of them had seen the girl asleep, except for the enchanted half sleep that Nieve had put her in.

This was different though, resting peacefully, of her own volition, San was no longer a monster, but a little girl. She had no horns, tail, or claws. That silly fanged grin no longer bore sharp teeth. Instead, San looked almost human, save for the pair of fairy wings that had sprouted from her back. "Wow," Tymol admired, wondering however he was going to explain to Nieve and Phiphi that San was no longer a hideous, but adorable little creature, but a stunning little fairy girl.

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❝Once upon a time, I fell in love.❞

【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#5D23CC ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #23CC3F】

|| The Whole Sky || Kalafina ||




As the guards rushed to the city's gates to protect it, goblins entered the city itself through tunnels, through magic, or even dropping in from atop the backs of dragons. The whole city was under attack. Goblins had a habit of kidnapping people to turn their body parts into more goblins for their horde, it was how they reproduced. No one knew how they did it, but it involved the corpses of their victims somehow. "What do you see, Pheenie?" Nieve asked, trying to regain her energy. She couldn't use the ether much, not like her brother, Allen, could. He was far more adept with it. There was a reason Nieve's specialty was in poisons and not ether manipulation. "It's chaos." The sword saint said, patting her sword, ready for battle. "We should try to protect places that the guards can't cover."

But if they did that, they wouldn't be able to check on the guild and confirm Adonis and everyone else's safety. Some children and and injured people and noncombatant mothers were also living at the Lamia Scale guild. Would Adonis and the guildmates be able to protect their home from the goblins this far out? "We should be protecting our friends." Nieve insisted, shaking her head. "We should be finding Allen and Lyra and making sure they come back safe." Sopheene gave Nieve a gentle smile. "We're guild members of Lamia Scale. And a part of that is to be servants of justice." Pheenie drew her blade, her mask beautiful on her face. "The more we can save, the better. We can trust our allies to survive without us." Nieve blushed, ears getting red as how cool and strong Pheenie was. While the shy Pheenie was adorable, there was something she couldn't help but be transfixed about when seeing the confident Sword Saint.

Nieve flew them back down the belltower. With the guards defending the outer perimeter and the palace soldiers at work holding the goblins back, the goblins that were able to breach the defensive line were the ones hurting and killing the civilians within. Nieve watched Pheenie at work, almost looking as if she was dancing a graceful waltz with each swing of her sword as fire burned on the blade, glowing an iridescent red. "Wait, that house..." Around the corner was a decent looking house, made of brick with modest decorations on the yard. "Guard Captain Finn Grant's house. It's door was torn open." Niece lead the way in, lunging and slicing apart the goblins inside.

There they are! Covered in blood, found them. Captain Grant's young wife and infant son, both badly wounded and prone on the wooden floor. "Alive, but barely." Nieve whispered. Pheenie nodded sternly, holding her sword out as she guarded the doorway. "Take care of them. I'll make sure no one gets in." Nieve was calm as she pulled out her medicine bag. She needed to stop the bleeding but there were so many injuries. "Pl-please..." Esme said in a ragged voice, breath almost agonal. "Help... Ricky first..." Nieve nodded, biting her lip as she washed her hands with a sterilizing agent. She had to stem the bleeding first, but seeing how much blood was already decorating the floor in stained red, it may be already too late for them both.