shadow born

Still no demons, but some other inconveniences have popped up. One of them being that despite me booking a compartment for myself and telling the railway gentleman that I’d be travelling with a cat (and buying a special ticket for said cat!), there was trouble when this one man wanted to be seated in my compartment, only to throw a fit about Ludwig’s presence. He is allergic, you see. And I should not be allowed to have a cat on the train. It was a mess, despite all my precautions.

Sometimes, I cannot help but hate existing in public.

I agree that Delphinium has a vintage flair. In fact, I even believe that there are a couple stores where you can buy excellent vintage clothes, tucked away in the smaller streets. As far as recommendations go, it really depends what experience you are interested in. Era has a few wonderful places for tea. Crocus is, well, Crocus—it is beautiful and fantastical, but full of rune knights and royal guards. Oh!! Maybe you’d enjoy Anemone Town? It is by the sea. It is quite famous for its water park. And no, I don’t mean that there’s a famous public pool—it’s a park for water plants. I once passed by on my way back from a job and it is stunning. Especially at night / after dark when the bioluminescent flowers glow.

Yours,

dearest friend,

you said no demons and than went on to describe such demonic behavior. i cannot grasp at any point why that man thought he was ever in the right? for being allergic to cats? shall we throw down a red rug and ask him to walk it while we call upon sorceror weekly to take pictures and interview him for it? truly. the audacity of some people. i am sorry you had to go through that — dad sometimes says that people like to be loud instead of right and this man is a clear example of that.

i have taken artistic liberties and drew the assailant for you. you may do whatever you like with it, even if it's to use for ludwig's litter. i hope ludwig has recovered from such an incident, his hearing is better than most humans'.

i ended up going to delphinium with dad! it was quite beautiful and prue's magnificent showcase was wonderful! we went after dad's meeting. during it i found the cutest little cat cafe and got to enjoy a latte, a muffin and some cats. one of them enjoyed rubbing up against my pencils as i sketched. i wil show you all the sketches when you return.

also, when you return, perhaps we can go to anemone town together? it sounds amazing and i think i would like to enjoy that with you. you can be the guide.

To be in a guild again was---quite something, to say the least. The atmosphere was quite different from what she had experienced before, but dare she say it? She did not miss Master Lucielle's inquisitive glances, shot down from the woman's perch. Her new guildmaster was inquisitive and curious, certainly, but there was a different quality to it. With the wisdom and the knowledge she had now, she would say that it was that Master Ivan was not constantly searching for gaps in people's armour. A fact that she appreciated greatly.

Flipping the last page in the book that Niall had recommended, she hummed to herself for a moment, her foot tapping rapidly against the floor. A cliffhanger? Really? How unfair! Especially since the next volume would not be out for another month. Sighing quietly to herself as she put the book back into her bag, she looked up---directly at the master's daughter.

there was a very hidden nervousness that went into being a guildmate with THE rosa lawrence. but then again, that was no longer her name and zilla would do her best and upmost to refer to her properly as well as equally, as she would any other guild member. after all, she was a human being just like zilla herself.

and one thing zilla liked to do with new guild members was at least formally introduce herself to them when she got the chance. it both let her attempt to be social (to ivan's pleasure) and also made raven tail feel more welcoming. some friendships had bloomed thanks to it. others did not do much more than nod and introduce them back before zilla sunk back into her shadow and away — she knew when she was wanted.

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flare smiled just a little bit as she leaned against the cavewall, careful not to move her foot too much. twisting and spraining her ankle in the middle of a snowstorm had not been part of flare's own plans for how this mission had been supposed to go, but that was what had happened---and in such a stupid way, too. she could have caused the ice to melt, but she had underestimated its danger. and now, she was paying for this.

still, as things stood right now, she was not too concerned about the snowstorm outside, they had brought plenty of supplies with them and she was fairly good at creating sources of warmth, but what troubled her was that the storm outside made the descent a bad idea, even without her ankle adding a complication.