[u] [b] Grey Onyx [/b] [/u]

The guard was about to answer Grey, but it was at that point a FUCKING DEMON decided to march through the gates. Grey was shocked at first and reached for his axe, but he quickly remembered that one of those would probably be a Demonomancer, and demons were probably commonplace. He also noticed they were carrying a couch. Even if it was demons, what sort of group that meant any harm would carry a gods-damn couch? Apparently one of the demons was assigned to take him to 'Lucillia.' It simply told Grey to follow it, but nonetheless Grey found himself being a little paranoid. It was a demon! Who knows what kind of horrible plans it had in store? Lucky for Grey, it kept to itself. It didn't say a word until they arrived.

The demon went in ahead of him, and seemed to be telling the woman she had a visitor. He wasn't sure if she replied, as the sound was obscured by some kind of shuffling noise. [i]What's going on in there? Eh, some kind of magic, probably.[/i] He thought, dismissively. It was a moment later when the Demon returned and ushered him in. The first thing he noticed about the room were the various plants. He couldn't place it, but he got a bad feeling about the things, as if they were some of the most bad-ass plants ever grown. At the same time though, they didn't really rattle him all that much. In any event, he guessed that Lucilia was some kind of plant-mage. Then there was the woman herself. She looked... small. However, he knew that size never really mattered with mages. So, she was somebody that deserved the respect one would give a poisonous spider. It may look weak, but it could easily kill you if so inclined. Additionally, there was something odd about her appearance. He couldn't figure it out...

Anyway, he was whipped back to reality when she addressed him. She sounded nice enough, or at least polite. [b]"Uh, right. Hold on..."[/b] he said as he fumbled around in his pack. He found what he was looking for, and pulled out the extremely outdated flyer from before. He looked at it again. The aged paper of course had the notice and such, but it also had a map and a relatively plain portrait of Lucilia, presumably to make seeking her out easier. Suddenly, he got what was odd about her. This thing was definitely more than a decade old, but Lucilia here looked exactly the same as this portrait did. Of course, he payed it no mind. It was just a decade or so, right? Besides, weren't there wizards that could do stuff like make you younger? at least physically? [b]"I found this old thing in a tavern in a town back west, and I figured you might still need fighters."[/b] He said as he placed the flyer on the desk. [b]"And if I might be blunt Madam, I didn't see many guards on the walls. Either you're undermanned or somebody's slacking off." [/b]he said. If anything, he felt as if he needed to at least bring that issue to her attention.