[set for Ramon (But Jaydyn and the girls can come too)]

[gremlinctrouble]

Mogs scuttled about the house, their luggage unpacked and put away. There was a distinct air of worry buzzing about the entire estate. Many of the mogs wore small white doctors robes, some wore green to help convey the position of a healer. The library was empty, save for an overturned throne and dried blood on the carpet. Anna's room was spotted with mogs and machine and alchemist stones. The woman lay in her bed, face weathered and wrinkled some, her spell retired after her collapse. A mog stood beside her bed, checking over her necromantic vitals. A pair stood the corner to concoct healing potions.

The woman mewled softly, wincing as a amethyst rod was lightly pressed to her forehead. A part of her dreaded Ramon seeing her like this. Another part hoped he wouldn't pass out because of it.