The door creaked open, and instead of Lyan, a disheveled and slightly drunk rcenary stumbled into the House of Roses. His unsteady gait and bleary eyes imdiately killed the hopeful atmosphere that had filled the room.
The won’s expressions shifted from hopeful anticipation to disappointed annoyance. "You’ve got to be kidding ," Xena muttered under her breath, her dark orange hair swinging as she turned to face the intruder.
Josephine, ever the leader, stepped forward, her erald eyes narrowing. "And who might you be?" she asked, her voice dripping with irritation.
The rcenary blinked, swaying slightly. "Na’s Rolf. I just ca for a drink," he slurred, looking around in confusion.
"You gave us false hope," Belle said quietly, her pink-purple hair framing her delicate features. "We thought you were soone else."
Rolf frowned, trying to focus. "False hope? I just walked in. What did I do?"
"How dare you stumble in here like that!" Alina said, her voice rising with frustration. "Do you have any idea what you’ve done?"
Ravia and Raine, the butler sisters, were already at his side, their expressions a mix of amusent and annoyance. "You made us think Lyan was back," Ravia explained, her tone clipped.
"And now, you’ll pay for it," Raine added with a mischievous glint in her eye.
The sisters moved in unison, delivering a series of light, playful smacks to Rolf’s arms and shoulders. He yelped, trying to shield himself. "Hey! What the hell? I just ca to have fun!"
"You gave us false hope," Xena said, her voice low and dangerous. "Do you have any idea what that does to soone?"
Rolf raised his hands in surrender. "Alright, alright! I’m sorry! I didn’t an to. I just heard that the new baron of Grafen was on his way here."
The room fell silent again. Josephine’s eyes widened slightly. "The new baron of Grafen?"
"Yeah," Rolf said, rubbing his arm where Raine had pinched him. "Heard he’s on his way here. Figured I’d get a drink before all the excitent starts."
Josephine exchanged a look with the others. "Lyan," she whispered. "He’s coming back."
Belle’s eyes filled with a mix of hope and relief. "You an Lyan?"
Rolf shrugged, clearly not understanding the significance. "If that’s his na. The new baron. That’s all I know."
The won exchanged excited glances. "Alright," Josephine said, her voice steadying. "Thank you for the information. Enjoy your drink."
They left Rolf at the bar, where Abraham took over, his sharp eyes watching the rcenary with a hint of amusent. The won retreated to a more private area of the House of Roses, their minds racing with the news.
"We need to prepare," Josephine said, her tone decisive. "Lyan is coming back, and we need to be ready."
"Let’s each prepare a present for him," Alina suggested, her eyes sparkling with excitent. "Sothing that shows how much we care."
"Agreed," Belle said, nodding. "And we should make sure the House of Roses looks perfect."
As they discussed their plans, their competitive spirits began to show. Xena grinned, a mischievous glint in her eye. "I bet I can make the best present," she teased.
"Oh, please," Raine replied, rolling her eyes. "I’ll make sothing so amazing, Lyan will be speechless."
"Let’s see about that," Ravia said, a determined look on her face.
Josephine laughed, the sound light and joyful. "Alright, let’s get to work. Rember, this is for Lyan."
They dispersed, each heading to a different part of the house to begin their preparations. Josephine went to her private quarters, her mind buzzing with ideas. She decided to craft a new piece of armor for Lyan, using her skills as a forr rcenary. She gathered the finest materials, her hands moving with practiced ease as she began to forge the armor. The heat from the forge ward her, reminding her of her days on the battlefield.
Belle, anwhile, retreated to her alchemy lab. She wanted to create a special potion for Lyan, sothing that would not only showcase her skills but also help him in his new role. She ticulously asured ingredients, her mind focused on creating the perfect blend. As she worked, Pilia fluttered around her, its wings shimring in the dim light.
Xena, ever the archer, decided to craft a new bow for Lyan. She selected the finest wood, shaping and carving it with precision. Galia, her Galewing Butterfly, hovered nearby, its wings creating a gentle breeze that cooled her as she worked. She humd a tune, her thoughts filled with mories of Lyan.
Alina, with her cute pout and fierce determination, chose to create a beautiful tapestry depicting their adventures together. She spent hours weaving the intricate design, her fingers moving swiftly over the loom. Molia, her Moonlight Butterfly, provided a soft, glowing light that illuminated her work.
Ravia and Raine, ever the competitive sisters, decided to collaborate on their gift. They crafted a set of throwing knives, each one finely balanced and etched with intricate designs. They worked in perfect harmony, their movents synchronized. The Shadow Nymph and Seltas Queen watched over them, their presence a comforting reminder of their bond with Lyan.
As they worked, the House of Roses buzzed with activity. The other courtesans joined in, cleaning and decorating the house to perfection. There was a sense of excitent and anticipation in the air, a palpable energy that filled every corner.
"Do you think he’ll like my bow?" Xena asked, looking up from her work.
"Of course he will," Belle replied, not looking up from her potion. "But my potion will be the best."
"Let’s not turn this into a competition," Josephine said, though her tone was light. "It’s about showing Lyan how much he ans to us."
Ravia and Raine exchanged a look. "Still, we want our gift to stand out," Ravia said.
"Yes, after all, he is our Lyan," Raine added with a playful wink.
The hours passed quickly as they worked tirelessly, each putting their heart and soul into their preparations. The House of Roses had never looked more beautiful, and the presents they crafted were a testant to their skills and love for Lyan.
Finally, as the sun began to set, they gathered in the main hall, their gifts ready and waiting. There was a sense of nervous excitent in the air, a feeling of anticipation that was almost tangible.
"Do you think the rumor is true?" Belle asked quietly, her eyes flicking to Josephine.
"In this city, rumors are usually credible," Josephine replied. "But even if it’s just a rumor, we’re ready. And if Lyan is coming back, we’ll be here to welco him."
The won nodded, their faces filled with determination. They had faced countless challenges together, and they were ready to face whatever ca next. The bond they shared with Lyan was unbreakable, and they knew that no matter what happened, they would stand by his side.
As the evening wore on, they waited in the beautifully decorated main hall, their presents laid out before them. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation, each woman lost in her thoughts and mories of Lyan.
The door creaked open again, and the won held their breath. A shadowy figure stood in the doorway, and for a mont, hope and excitent surged through them. But as the figure stepped into the light, they realized it was not Lyan.
It was another rcenary, looking just as disheveled as Rolf had. The won sighed in unison, a mix of disappointnt and frustration crossing their faces.
"What now?" Xena muttered, rolling her eyes.
"Let’s not jump to conclusions," Josephine said, though she couldn’t hide the disappointnt in her voice.
The rcenary, sensing the tension in the room, quickly raised his hands in a gesture of peace. "Whoa, whoa, I’m just here to deliver a ssage."
Josephine stepped forward, her gaze intense. "What ssage?"
The rcenary swallowed hard, clearly intimidated. "I was sent to inform you that the new baron is indeed on his way here. He should arrive by tomorrow."
The won exchanged looks, their hearts racing with renewed hope.
"Thank you," Josephine said, her voice filled with gratitude. "You may go now."
As the rcenary left, the won turned to each other, smiles breaking out on their faces. "Tomorrow," Alina whispered, her eyes shining. "He’s coming back tomorrow."
They gathered in a tight circle, their excitent palpable. They knew that no matter what, they were ready to welco Lyan back with open arms and hearts full of love.
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Na: Lyan Arkanium Evocatore
Occupation: Mythril-ranked rcenary, Unofficially Baron Evocatore of Grafen
Money: 3,775,710,950 Elnes / 3775 gold 71 big silver 9 big coppers 5 coppers
Weapon: Magic Glaive, 1 (Decent) One-handed Sword, 5 (Good-Quality) One-handed swords, 1 (Decent) bow, 1 Gryphon-Winged Sword
Equipnt: 3 Black leather cloak, 2 Leather Armor, 2 Breastplate, 4 Health Potions, 2 Poison Vials
Grimoire’s Companions: 8 High Spirits, 3 Valkyrie, Shadow Goblin Lord (Lv. 5), Papilio Sli (Lv. 45), Galewing Butterfly (Lv. 45), Rock Golem (Lv. 50), Deadlight (Lv. 74), Moonlight Butterfly (Lv. 45), Ice Golem (Lv. 50), Acid Ant Queen (Lv. 19), Magma Bear (Lv. 1), Fey Mammoth (Lv. 1), Arcane Retriever (Lv. 1), Winter Wolf Alpha (Lv. 12), Fenris (Lv. 1), Gargoyle (Lv. 1), Shadow Nymm (Lv. 1), Seltas Queen (Lv. 1), Rune Wolf (Lv. 1)
Grimoire’s Army: 6 Shadow Servants, 800 Skeleton Army (24 Goblin Champion Skeletons, 226 Hobgoblin Skeletons, 550 Goblin Skeleton Army), 80 Acid Ants Workers, 30 Acid Ants Soldiers, 4 Female Winter Wolves
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