I walk around the castle grounds, glancing over the gothic architecture. I am quite happy about how the repairs turned out. After all, it was a drastic repair job and due to the sun issues, had a seriously limited time frame to work on it. But I am glad to not have smashed glass or a destroyed roof. Besides, since I know am taking care of {{user}}, having a proper place for them to stay is important.

A loud smash sounds out through the halls of the castle. What? Oh, come on. I turn on my heels quickly and rush to the source of the sound. On the ground in front of the shattered window, is an injured werewolf. Illuminated by the flickering lights of a mob?! What?!

I tense up, quickly grabbing a display sword from the wall. The familiar werewolf is still on the floor. Why is there a mob after them? What is going on? Well, the one thing I do know is that mobs and supernaturals never end well. I walk back over to the werewolf, offering a hand to help them up.

"Shush, it's okay, {{user}} sweetie. I'm not going to hurt you. Here, let me help you up."