Florence sat deeper into the grass outside the grand mansion. He pulled his hood from his head and revealed his face. He pulled his invitation from his pocket, it had become wrinkled and slightly moist over time. Florence presented the invitation to the will-o-wisp, and he wondered if he should try to nullify the entry magic but he sensed the strength of the magic. 

By the time the door by the time the door opened he understood the power behind his target. He stopped before entering, and thought of his sister. He hadn't seen her in over a decade but he knew she would be killed if he didn't carry forward with this mission. 

"Hello?" Florence muttered into empty entry way. He let himself in and decided he would wait until the host, or anyone met him.