<em>I practically made Kasala choose me,</em>Larissa I replied.<em>I was very determined to make a good impression.</em><br/><br/>The spirit's curiosity was evident as her descendant elaborated on her name and mission.<em>Kasala always seems to have some kind of plan in motion, though she's always a little coy about the bigger picture. I was never quite sure if that secrecy was because of the pact, or simply her playing games though. It can be hard to tell. Either way, her insights are rarely wrong. Then again, that might just be my ego talking; it's about damn time someone took me as their namesake. What the hell did Breana do to get so popular?</em><br/><br/>The ghost returned the internal smile.<em>I'll take care of her. I think that's another one of her rules: she needs a little... help... to achieve release. Sleep well.</em>With that, the spectral form of Larissa I slipped away, manifesting just long enough to give her descendant a sly wink, and stepped through one of the walls.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1a/f1/21/1af121111bc7d5fdc87274b2f3b39496.jpg)<br/>Morgouse the Carpenter</div></div><br/>Dawn arrived, though it was hard to tell in austere barracks of Castle Rend; the fortifications had been built with spartan practicality, and windows in the sleeping quarters had no doubt been considered a liability. So it was the sound of Kasala knocking upon the bedchamber that alerted Larissa to the new day.<br/><br/>"My Lady, Jay has returned, along with a group of workmen from Bedegar. They await you in the courtyard,"  the elf called through the door. "Oh, and Jay has also brought several dresses for Lady Elaine. I shall leave them by the door."<br/><br/>"Thank you!" Elaine called back, blushing.<br/><br/>Jay was waiting out in the courtyard along with Pinna, who seemed to have brought what few belongings had survived the fire at her hut. Jay's pony also had a new suit of armor hanging off the side and long wrapped bundle that likely contained a sword. The halfling gave a casual salute to Larissa as she carried the bundle over. "Workman and weapon as ordered," she said. "You'll have to handle the armour yourself. I had enough trouble getting it on the bloody animal. Let me know if you need anything else."<br/><br/>A little ways away, appraising the fallen section of wall, was a group of around twenty townsfolk in workmens clothes, led by a woman Larissa recognized from the earlier town council. She seemed to be pacing off the fallen section of the southern wall, occasionally calling for one of the others to set down a marker at regular intervals.