Even though it had been quite some time, being the former Enforcer XV of Ouroboros came with some benefits. Renne still kept up with several of her old contacts, and was not above trading relatively harmless favors to keep in their good graces. And so it was that she came to the estate of one Percival XI, a rather eccentric baron of the house of Heivan. Clad in an elaborately frilly dress, Renne strode confidently into the antechamber with the other Corsair volunteers at her side. She was a guest, after all. What need had she for wariness?

Well, the giant scythe she carried with casual grace probably helped with that too.