[Mini Event] A light softly calling

Lily One of the few non-warriors here, it seems, Lily hauls a couple of things along with her to the Guildhall. She’s also heavily wrapped up in multiple layers - just in case something comes up like last year and she need to go outside. Though if she’s honest, she just wants a nice long week of being inside, drinking tea, sleeping, and quietly playing with the music maker Bastien gave her. She has her hand harp with her, too, so there will be lullabies aplenty for everyone if they want it. Laden with her things, her eyes widen when she sees the large herd of luxere outside the Guildhall door. Yes! They did it! Buoyed by something resembling a mental pat on the back, the entertainer doesn’t stop to say much to anyone other than flashing Amalia and Deimos a big smile and then a louder “Melita!” to her fellow redhead. She has no weapons with her, no looks of resignation and fierceness that the others bring with them, wearing their half-veiled intentions in whispers and hooded looks. She knows nothing, but there is definitely something going on. And Lily wants nothing to do with it. There's been too much death and upheaval lately. women are like tricks by sleight of hand which, to admire, we should not understand