“I don't know how to defeat the Queen.” The fairy says as she blows her nose upon a torn piece of cloth. “But the undead are not a problem cause once I have a  new Guardian they will be able to take care of it themselves.”<br/><br/>Wiping the last of the tears from her eyes she then looks at you with that safe pitiful look that she gave you back at the house. “So will you agree to become my Guardian?”<br/><br/>