The next morning begins with another attack alarm. Bright and early, just after the sun rises. The Ogres rarely do night raids, because their night vision isn't great compared to the Fae.
"What on Earth are the Ogres doing?" Mythryll shouts from her room, and Cain can hear Char laugh.
"Should we go deal with it again?" Cain calls to his guild members.
"I need raw iron for my crafting, if you're going, bring me with you." Dimnys helps from the kitchen to be heard over the siren. They really need to get a sound proofing spell cast on the house.
And so, for the second day on a row, they head to the mission hall annoyed. But this time they stop off at a magical renovations shop and order a sound deadening spell for the Guild House property. The staff there promises it will reduce the siren to a whisper and only needs refreshed once a year, a great deal in their minds.
