"Do not use that term lightly, my friend. Being a Master in this community is one of the highest honors." he said, stepping over to his daughter, placing a hand on her head. "It was very foolish of you to get into a scrape with that creature. Any worse and-"<br/><br/>"I am fine, father!" she snapped at him, wiping her bloody nose clean before healing herself. He sighed.<br/><br/>"I fear you have inherited some of my poumpousness. But it can't be helped. Return home and see to your mother, Sir Garrick and I have much to discuss." Isis nodded and stepped away, bowing to Garrick as she left. Maximilian then placed a hand on Garrick's shoulder, steering him toward the Grand Hall, a magnificent achitecture that seemed to be designed more like a castle than a meeting place. "We are currently in search of the pieces ourselves, Garrick. But we have come up empty handed. Our leads have become...far too dangerous. But seeing you here has brought a smile to my face. You have much to tell me, no?"