Gavin rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache coming on. As if this wasn't the worst day already. He groaned as the Ritter Hex burst in and dragged the 'bodyguard' out. Just what he needed, a war.<br/><br/>"Ritter Eloran," he said, "while I appreciate your enthusiam for our laws, please don't manhandle my guests on the first day." He stood and turned to his guests. "I appologize for this. I'd like to introduce you to the Ritter Hex. They make sure that magic doesn't exist in Anstaria. They take their jobs seriously."<br/><br/>He turned to the Ritter Hex. "Though, from now on, if my guests promise to not use magic in the public eye, I'm sure you can promise to not arrest them."