Freya grinned as she watched her father place Noah's mead in the window, the man muttering to himself as he placed the sign in the window quite aggressively before he walked into his office in the back.
"I love coming in here after Mabon, you're dad is great." Adrian sighed, shaking his head as he turned towards his friend. "By the way, you need to update the dossiers." Freya looked up from her notebook at this.
"Why? What happened?"
"Wren and I had a run in with a rogue, she got banged up a bit but I killed it. We found his clothes, turned them in with the report. They're in Noah's office." Freya nodded and sighed, scratching her head as her friend looked back at his own project, much to Freya's dismay as he started carving into his wooden canvas.
"Excuse me, Adrian Alexander Clark!" Kristyn exclaimed as she came up from the basement.
