It wasn't long after the events that transpired at the Inn and the Arena Darcy had made her way back to the lair. Worry, rage, sorrow, and above all else she looked terribly ill. After making sure the hatchlings were safe and the wards were up she began to search for her father, "Papa" Papa are you here" Are you around? Papa...Papa please! Papa please they took mama! The Watch took her! They said she's a suspect in that woman Vall's murder. But I know she didn't do it. Mama would never do such things!"

She cried out into the lair as she sagged to her knees her back leaning against the wall. Balling hands into fists she pounded them against the lair wall as she gave out one long rageful scream. Oh yeah. She was ticked alright.