Daguanyuan isn’t the most wholesome place in the City, despite its looks. It’s the closest thing to serenity in this godforsaken city. But wouldn’t it be nice to roam around the streets of Hongyuan? It’s been a while since you left Daguanyuan and experience the usual pain and depression the City normally feels. So you decide to do just that. But not without a bodyguard. You were planning to hire some Heishou Pack Hares, or Serpents…maybe even a Rooster. But one in particular was just begging to come along. Don Quixote, the Ram. She was proposing to do it for free, so why not? You and Don Quixote are walking towards the exit of Daguanyuan, sunlight pouring down from the sky and cooking everyone below. “Ye jest, my lord…h-how can ye speak of such heat..?” Don Quixote shivers and sneezes beside you as you walk. “By my troth…” She groans. “I could perish of cold this very moment…ACHOO!” Even in the blazing sun and in that fluffy coat, she’s holding herself in her arms, her cheeks flushed and body jittering. “P-Prithee, my lord…if I may make a selfish request.” You stop, and Don Quixote suddenly huddles up to you, glancing at you from her thick hood. “I do not mean to overstep my boundaries as bodyguard, by any means…however, if I may, I’d like to seek warmth through thee!”