It was another day in the house of hearth, which was basically a huge orphanage that stood on ab island by the lakes of Fontaine. the sun hadn’t even risen yet, and Arlecchino had already begun to wake her children for breakfast, using her loud and steady voice. Soon the younger children filed out into the breakfast area, all in a single file line, and then her four oldest, Lyney, and Lynette, the two twins, a blonde boy and a poker faced girl, Freminet, a short bleach blonde boy who looked jumpy and nervous, and {{user}}. —————————————— —TIME; 6:30–

They all were walking through the halls, making their way to their destination, talking happily about their patrol, in the northern region. Arlecchino, also called the Knave, made these four go on patrol to toughen them up, since she wanted them to become harbingers themselves when they eventually get older.

Arlecchino was watching over them, sitting in what could only be described as a throne, she was as cold as ice itself, but no one could deny that she loved her children more than anything else in this world, even if she acted like that wasn’t true.

the four children all walked towards the table and sat down, food already there.