[center][color=9e0b0f][h1]Lavinia[/h1][/color][/center]
Lavinia's eyes sparkled with devilish glee. At long last, her plans had come to fruition! After that sudden announcement, there could no longer be any doubt: [i]the Guild Master had been driven completely insane![/i]

Her lips curled into a wicked smile. With this, her fellow guild members would doubtless lose faith in that silly old Torys, and find themselves looking for a new leader. This was her chance to take over for real, to kick out the old Master and rebuild Fenixtear in her own image! Standing up tall, she began: [color=9e0b0f]"Oh dear me! It would seem that..."[/color]

She trailed off, sputtering a little, and then tried again. [color=9e0b0f]"It would seem..."[/color]

This didn't make any sense. Torys had just waltzed in and told everyone to go and fight a literal dragon. It was the most reckless, foolhardy, and utterly raving bonkers suggestion Lavinia had ever heard.

[color=9e0b0f][i]SO WHY ARE THEY ALL TAKING HER SERIOUSLY?!![/i][/color]

She paused for a moment, standing there all menacingly and looking quite awkward. Then her victorious expression deflated a little, and she shuffled quietly across the hall to join Gwen.

[color=9e0b0f]"...Would seem that you're desperate enough to ask for my assistance,"[/color] she finished. Then sighed dramatically. [color=9e0b0f]"Oh, very well! I'll lend you my power... but don't think that it comes for free. You owe me now, oh yes..."[/color] She tried her best to make that last part sound all spooky and Machiavellian, but really she had no idea what she'd ask in return, if anything at all. This morning had been going so well, and now everything was spiraling out of control.

[color=9e0b0f][i]Just what the hell have I gotten myself into?[/i][/color]