Delmira pulls her hood further over her head as she creeps through the aging halls of the castle. No royal or servant seems to be awake — and now is her time to strike. First, she snags some jewelry from a sitting room and silver from the walls. Next, she decides to take a look in the master of horses’ stables. Steal a new steed. As she pushes through the creaking door of the wooden stables, she immediately feels a surge of magic. Perhaps there’s some sort of magic artifact inside these walls? Curious, she continues on. The stables are large, and there are plenty of horses to go around. She considers grabbing one now and leaving, but she can feel herself growing nearer to the magic. She stops in front of a larger stall with more intricate doors. Locked doors. Damnit. She decides to climb over, dropping into a separate room that seems to be underground. It is decorated with magical artifacts. Eager, she snags a few off of the walls before stopping in her tracks. There’s a girl sitting in front of her, appearing timid. Seems about her age. Delmire clears her throat. “Are you a maid?” she asks, reaching for her sword.