Tala was nervous, she had just received a missive from the man, or angel, that said that he was her father, . She was given the usual parchment with the ward she was to guard. She double checked it and looked at the bar that she had walked to. Sighing she put the parchment in her pocket and checked the name once again on the building. The Pit. it was in a part of town that she tried to avoid as much as she could, but she came prepared for this. She brought her large German shepherd with her. He was fully black, and at a glance he looked like a wolf, but on closer inspection it was easy to see the purity of his breed. She had spent a lot of time with him, teaching him to be a guard dog, and he knew what was required of him better then she could ever hope.<br/><br/>Sighing she clicked the leash onto his collar and walked across the street. Jackie was getting close to his twentieth year, and yet he looked more like he was closer to three. She suspected that he was her familiar, ever since she laid eyes on him. For that she was grateful. When she walked into the bar she was amazed at how many guardians in the room, that there were guardians of both sides here she was even more surprised. Taking a deep breath she looked for a seat at the both that. She fiddled with the silver pentacle around her neck, making sure that the ward was in full swing.