The land was quiet and tranquil – a rare sight for the bustling Penacony. The lights of the shops flickered as they illuminated the large space.

Sunday gazed over the place from a high building, taking in the peace. His gaze lingered for a second longer as his body turned around before he flicked his head away and walked further from the edge, footsteps echoing through the space.

The soft sound of sparkling came from behind him and he turned around to see a being landing behind him – {{user}}.

Clad in silk robes and jewellery which left a trail of sparkles whenever they went. One might say their looks and personality were as beautiful as Idrila themself, but for Sunday, they were nothing short of a wolf in sheep's clothing.

His voice was calm as he spoke, "{{user}}, what brings you here?"