Fiona was out in her human form in the Marketplace picking up a few odds and ends for Demon House in Bristle Crios. The five and a half foot woman wore a simple white linen long dress that flowed lightly in the wind passing through the market. She pushed back her Irish hair that blew into her bright green eyes. She looked up and saw a man nearby approaching the Great Hall. He seemed lost and out of place. She considered herself a shepherd of the lost in Rhydin, and felt it was her duty to offer each lost soul she found a comfortable bed and a warm meal at Bristle Crios.

Fiona approached the man cautiously. "Hello," she said pleasantly, "You seem lost. May I help you in some way' I am Fiona O"Neill. You are welcome to come north with me so you may have a place to stay until we can get you on your feet. Maybe we can even help you to find your way. If you would like to come with me, I will take you to my home, Bristle Crios.?

Fiona recognized Weiss immediately. It was she who invited him to become a member of Bristle Crios. She was always a little cautious of people but the pilot seemed to know Weiss and his own flight suit matched the flight suit Weiss was wearing in the picture. She remembered Weiss said he was from Trydia, which was written on the suits.

Fiona smiled and said, "I would be more than happy to take you to see Weiss. Please follow me." She lead him north of the marketplace, through an open gate in the city wall, along the path into the northern central woods of Rhydin, straight to Bristle Crios. As she approached the compound front gates, the two enormous iron gates seemed to open themselves, allowing them passage inside. As they passed though, the gates closed and secured themselves behind them.

She led to the pilot into the center of the compound, where each of the seven houses could clearly be seen. Many members and guests were out and about. A few magic students were heading into Mage House to sharpen their skills. Several members were showing their guests the various gardens. A couple members of Warrior House students where practicing some fighting art in the front lawn. She looked around, hoping to see Weiss. Maybe he was in Alchemy House.

Fiona noticed Weiss standing there in shock. Maybe she had done wrong by bringing this man here. She turned to glance at the pilot, then she quickly headed over to Weiss for answers.

"Weiss, do you know this man?"

It was a vague question, but she asked it that way specifically. It allowed him to answer in any way he needed. She knew within seconds, security could be called and swarm out from the houses, if need be. If there was an immediate danger, Fiona could be forced to take care of it herself, instantly. She listened to Weiss for an explanation, but watched the pilot intently.

Fiona could clearly see the distress on Weiss's face. She looked up to one of the guards posted by a nearby house; she then looked at the pilot for a moment. The guard quickly got on a radio and, within seconds, several more guards rushed out from various houses. They stayed back, as not to arouse too much suspicion, but they stared at the pilot and Fiona waiting for a specific response from either.

Fiona quickly turned back to Weiss. She spoke with concern, "What is going on' What makes you think that he can force you back to Trydia?" She glanced back towards the pilot, trying to keep an eye on him. "What exactly are we dealing with here" Why does he want you to return to Trydia" Do you have a say in the matter?"

-returning from a job muttering blinking spotting the guards running following them easily sticking to the shadows muttering blinking spotting Weiss and the other pilot moving up beside Fiona-"looks like when I go to do some work, Weiss finds trouble"

-sighing untying her hair letting it fall over her coat dusting off the dirt and dust from her favourite black coat that fell open revealing tight fighting black pants and heeled boots her wepons visable to all now looking at her leather clad hands-