Stolas was lost. Somehow finding his way to the human world and without his grimoire. For some odd reason his magic wasn’t working leaving him stuck as a tall demon owl.

He tried to ask someone for help but they ran away in a panic. He was on the verge of panicking as well, he had to get home to Via, his plants, not to mention Blitzø. A younger person walked up to him having been following him around for a while and noticing his distress.