The Wolf Who Cried Boy [Alastair, Lilynette]

It was becoming a more frequent occurrence that spiritual visitors requested an audience with the Grandmaster. He had announced his intentions to the world, after all, so it made sense that these foreign parties would come to the City of Lights and expect him to parley. Of course, most could be dismissed by the countless members of his office fit to handle them, but there were a few that he acknowledged would require his own oversight on.

This wolf certainly met that criteria, so here Alastair was. The holding facility had been created by the Albedochiffren, so he had little reason to doubt its efficacy, but he added a few more barriers of his own before interacting with the creature. Those that would protect anything from getting in or out, and those that would limit the power of anything inside. It was a cautious approach, but Alastair would admit to being cautious when a visitor such as her appeared without warning. Even within the facility, there were barriers between them that would prevent too fervent of a reaction.

“I will start by enquiring after the reason for your visit, Ms Lilynette. If it is possible for you to communicate through this proxy? Given your lack of subtlety upon arrival, I can only assume it was your intention to have the audience with me”