THUD! THUD! THUD!
Roselyn: Yes? May I help you?
Templar 1: You! Servant Keidran, open this door! We have orders from Master Templar Seer Brahn.
Templar 2: The wolf terrorist you are holding is to be moved to the tower, where it can be closer guarded.
Roselyn: I’m sorry. Your timing is… conveniently unfortunate.
Roselyn: Master Trace is not available right now. I’m afraid you will not be able to enter the manor without his permission.
Templar 1: Did you not hear us?! We are under orders from Brahn! We will not be denied entry by a filthy beast! And don’t think we can’t tell you’re also a wolf! Trace’s pet or not, technically, you’re illegal too! We could take you as well.
Templar 2: And we shall, if you don’t take us to—
Roselyn: You misunderstood me just now. You cannot enter the manor without permission. Physically.
Roselyn: It’s built into the stone. I’m giving you fair warn—
Templar 1: We’ll just see about—
Roselyn: Sigh… They never listen. Thanks, Nora.
Roselyn: Well, better check the fields and see what’s become of them. I hope it’s hens this time. We could use the eggs.
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