<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/597972275559530517/599775603046219797/Death_Freya.png)</div>Freya was swept up into a hug without warning, and she instantly knew who it was. No one except Asra would enter her personal space without prior warning, and no one who ever did would leave it alive, except Asra. Freya could hear Linus growling at Asra as he entered her space, but really couldn't do much about it until she carefully extracted herself from Asra's hug.<br/><br/>"Linus." She commanded looking at the half-wolf. The big grey dog instantly sat at Freya's command, staring happily at her. Freya then turned on Asra.<br/><br/>"Its been four years Asra! Of course all the plague cases are gone" Freya threw her arms up in exasperation, flabbergasted by the white-haired man showing up on her doorstep so suddenly.<br/><br/>"Do you have my book?" The question was more of a demand then an inquiry, but really it had bee four years.<br/><br/>The last time she had seen Asra, he had asked for a book of necromancy spells. Freya had given him one, telling him he had to return it, he still hadn't returned the tome, and she still had no idea what he had needed it for.