The Royal Guard is summoned to the throne room in Castle British on Saturday, September 18th at 6pm PST. Please bring a gypsy outfit of some sort and be prepared for anything. Prelude to a Trap Cyrus approached the castle as he always did, entering a door to the south of the main entrance. The ranger, Delilah Crow, sat behind one of the old wooden desks filling out some sort of paperwork. She nodded in his direction as she noticed his presence and placed her quill in the inkwell. “Please sit, Cyrus,” she motioned to the chair in front of her, “I have an important announcement for you to tell the Royal Guard.” “Yes, ma’am.” Cyrus acknowledged, “What is it?” “As you may know already, we’ve been working to come up with a plan to trap the red ethereal warrior that has been spotted at some grisly murder scenes involving gypsies,” She started, “A plan has been chosen from the wonderful ideas the guard members sent us, and I would like to implement the idea this Saturday.” “I see,” said Cyrus. “What exactly should I tell everyone?” “Tell all of the Guard to meet in the throne room Saturday night, and ask them to bring their best gypsy outfits,” Delilah replied. “Will do, milady,” Cyrus bowed and quickly left the building to resume his post outside Luna’s moongate. He had important news to share that could not wait.