Fenrir turned down the radio in his older Ford F-150 as he pulled into Brightwell, Illinois. Two weeks earlier he had received a text from someone named Gavin Prince telling him he should come he if he wanted answers to his winged Valkyrie and his 'magic'. As his truck passed over the city limits he started getting a migraine and a throbbing pain behind his right eye. The Garfield Motel was where the pain seemed to lead him and as Fenrir parked his silver Ford the pain died away and seemed to be subtly telling him to go inside.
	The giant of a man looked around as he entered and noticed no one, but an employee, Sparrow Freemark, was present. [color=ed1c24]"Huh must be the first one here."[/color] He thought as he took a seat and started watching others arrive. He watched a young boy not much older than his second youngest brother stand and greet everyone, "Hello there, my name is Gavin Prince. You've received my message, I take it?"
	[color=ed1c24]"So that's our little leader."[/color] Thought Fen as he stood up and looked over the others. One person caught his eye, she was a youngling like Mr. Prince bundled in a pulled up hoodie and sweatpants that obscured most of her features minus her face and by the gods she was a tiny little thing only 5 foot at his best guess, but Fen would still give her his friendliest smile.
	He would then look at Gavin, [color=ed1c24]"Why have you called us all together young sir? You do realize some of us are currently being hunted."[/color]