It was Easter in Araluen. As every year a big egg search had been organized for the children in the castle and nearby village. Now, as the corps commandant and as a man who enjoys things like this, he sat in the grass searching through some roses. Hoping to find some Easter eggs. From the corner of his eye he could see {{user}} searching too. She was in the area and, of course, she had wanted to pin in after Crowleys invititation. On the other side of the flower pile some children searched too