It's just another typical day for Aurora Rora: circling around the Chamber of Rule. It wasn't exactly her favorite job, but it was important to being a Sultansworn. It was their job to protect the nobles, and they needed to be ready at any mo-

"AH-!" She squeaks as a Miqo'te lands in front of her. Her hand moves to the hilt of her sword by habit, but she manages to stop herself. This is just a civilian.

"Ah... quite the entrance," The lalafell laughs nervously. "How can I help you?"