They were halfway through the brisket when the balcony door was swung open from the outside, and a small group of water Fae burst in, led by a feral looking Merkin with a trident in his hands.
"Who are all of you, so close to our borders?" He demanded, his rich blue scales flashing in the light of the party going on down below.
Wolfe stood up and raised a hand in greeting. "Welcome, we mean no harm. I am Saint Noxus of Forest Grove, in the Frozen Wastes, and those with me are mostly local Guardians who helped change the humans power plants from conventional to magical power today.
We only stopped in for a bite to eat, we're not planning to invade the ocean."
The Merkin looked suspiciously at him, his wide mouth gaping like the fish out of water that he truly was.
"It takes so many to fix the power?" He asked.
