Hands resting on her hips, Lytte stared up at the vast building that stood tall behind wrought iron gates. Designed in late 18th century goth, it looked almost like a church. Yet, it was a work of art to its owner.

With all of the Reliquiants and their Guardians, the shop had quickly become outgrown for a gathering place. And there was something eerie about the inn lately....This building, however, would be perfect, once it got some work done.

Every room was already furnished, under several inches of dust and cobwebs. Hopefully with the help of everyone it would come clean to the perfection she knew was possible.

"Wow! Cool! We're going to be staying here?"

Lytte turned to smile at the small lavender girl that fluttered to her right. "Yes, it seems that we will be."

"It looks....dirty..." Bliss pointed out from her perch to the left.

"That's why we have to clean it."

"It probably has rats."

"Gabes is a rat." Valentine pointed out, making a childish face at her older sister.

"Ferret, not rat."

"In the same family."

"There is a difference."

Shaking her head, Lytte ignored the two as they went onto yet another arguement. Staring at the building a smile curved her lips. Yes, this place would be perfect. All it needed was a little attention.

Leaving a note on the iron gates, she proceeded onto the grounds of what she had decided would be the new home and gathering for all of the Reliquiants and their Guardians.