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Nino trudged up the stairs into the main part of the house. She was having a hard time... Because she was carrying an unconscious Melethia as well as she could.

"I... I need help! There's a woman down there... She did this... whatever it is... to Mel! Help me get her to a bed.."

Nino and Ed worked together to get Mel to a room where she could be laid down.
"Thanks Ed." Nino sighed. "That woman... She's down in the basement... I think she came from the other side of the door..."

Nino looked down at Mel. "I would stay with her, but... There's so much work to do... And that woman!"

This was very early for Tibarn. Even earlier for him to be out of the castle, all the way over at Fefga's mansion, but no way he'd wanted to fly home through that storm. And with baby Vah along and thunder rocking the house, sleep had been pretty much an impossibility. Tibarn sleepily turned from the stove, where he'd been preparing a tasty gourmet breakfast-- he kept the fridge well-stocked with everything he needed to cook, both at home and Fefga's. He twirled a spatula slowly in his hand, narrowing his eyes as he reached back to turn off the stove, then slid the bacon onto a plate and lifted up the heavy frying pan while he stalked into the living room where Ed, Nino, and the unconscious Mel had congregated. He didn't have his normal green coat on, but he WAS wearing a long white apron. The effect was simultaneously horrifying and amusing.

He twirled the spatula in his hand again, eyes flipping from Mel to Nino to Ed, and he regripped his frying pan. "The hell's going on here?"

(( Quick note so everyone knows. I will be in and out of this RP due to school *midterms/finals comin up* and there's work also. So if you want me to post that has something directed to me, pm me so that I know if I don't post within a day or 2

Also I'm starting from scratch since this is the first Event rp I'll be participating in >_>;;; ))

It had been years since Ephraim made it back to this castle. Too long for him to remember actually. Days passed when he left his kingdom in the watchful eye of his guards and secretly did he leave to see some old friends..if they remained. He tugged the reign toward his left and snapped it, ordering his trusty steed to dash toward the castle which he could barely make-out from the dark clouds.

"That's strange..it was sunny only a minute ago" before he had time to react, his horse suddenly stopped, lunging him forward and skidding across a damp dirt road. "W-What the??" he exclaimed, rolling over to eye his steed. It was slowly backing away, Ephraim got to his feet, dusting off the dirt and approached his horse.

It neighed loudly and turned, running the opposite way the Prince *King if you want to call him that* was going, leaving Ephraim in a daze as to what just happened and why. He sighed, pulling his hood over his head and turned his heel, continuing on foot since he didn't have any other way.

The castle really wasn't that from from where his horse decided to dump him and wasn't that long of a walk either. Although Ephraim did realize that his spear was left on his horse..his trusty Reginleif, so now all he had on him was a measily Iron Spear. It made things worse when it started to rain.

When he finally got to the door, it was swung open and he was quite shocked to see that nobody was around. He approached the door, stepping through the main lobby with a loud echo, his cloak was slowly dropping of mud and water due to the rain. "Hello?" he called, wondering if anybody was around. Maybe because he hasn't been back in so long that they moved? That couldn't be the case.

(( I'll leave it there, gotta run to class, also I left him there cause I dont' know 100% if Mel is in a bed or Nino and Ed are still dragging her to the room >_>;; ))

Lyre snatched some bacon from Tibarn's plate, cramming it in her mouth as daintily as could be possible.

"Not bad, could be crunchier..." She stole some more of the Hawk King's breakfast, breaking the panic aura of the house as she strolled in behind him, a strip of bacon hanging from her mouth.

"Where's Rhys when you need him?" She poked her head around the side of Tibarn, standing behind him and otherwise hidden from view. "I thought someone cemented that door shut, or something... but really, come on people, take care of the injured, talk later..." She chewed the rest of the bacon in her mouth, than skittered in and out of the kitchen with an arm full of vulneraries and bandages.

Ed spluttered in a terrible attempt to speak.

"What-what-what 'the hell happened here'!?" She flung her hands up with a rather wolf-like snarl. "Gee, besides that lil' scratch on her arm, I don't know what happened! Healer, need a healer my bum, we need an exterminator, Nino said something about someone coming from the other side of the door and it's a woman or something, hey wait a minute, NINO SAID SHE WAS IN THE BASEMENT!!"

Almost exploding, Ed burst away from the room and the others, storming into the basement with her sword at the ready. The truth was that Ed was furious that her placid training had been disturbed, and so rudely by an entity from The Door too. Mel actually didn't look like she was in a sorry state, that scratch on her arm was the worst of it.

But Ed was still very, very mad, and she wanted to know who this woman was. She yanked her sword out and bounced into the basement, glancing around for signs of a stranger.

"Nyan~" she wrinkled her nose as she was hit with the spatula. "And what are you planning to do, smack this from-the-door person with your high and mighty frying pan?" She rolled her eyes. "Take Ed, she wants to cut someone or something up, as I see it. I'll stay with Mel until a healer can get here."

As Mel had been settled in a bed by now, Lyre gathered up some rags and a water basin and began to clean her wound, shallow as it was, before it either became infected, or healed with draconian power and sealed debris in with it. She laid a cool cloth across her forehead, before leaning back in her chair, one foot on the side of the bed keeping her balanced.

Victoria noticed there was quite a commotion now not to far away from her, and people panicking about how much they needed a healer. She accepted these strange, and dramatic occurences as commonplace here in her new Order.

Just in case these 'strange occurences' led to violence, the bishop had her lightning tome ready to spark. She approached them cautiously. "Is this the one in need of a staff?" Victoria asked, motioning to Melethia with the magic end of it. Already, the staff was reacting, wanting to work its wonders. "Since you're all lucky to have someone of my rare talents here, I can spare them." Again, the woman bragged that light magic and staves were both gifts few people had. She had so much pride in that.