For as long as she could remember, Moriander Wynter had loved living in the main Wynter estate. The entire mansion seemed to be innumerable in its many rooms, hallways and secret passages – when she was younger, she had made a game out of exploring all of its twists and turns, sometimes getting lost and nervous whenever she couldn't find her way back to her room. Those had been carefree days – back when she had Marius were both young, back when they had no worries or responsibilities – back when her aunt and uncle, Marius' parents, had been alive. This house held many memories for her, but even so, there were some places in the estate that Mori would just rather not be in.
The basement of the Wynter estate was musty, dark, and dusty – a combination of conditions that made Mori frown and cross her arms over her chest. She had been down here for quite a few hours now, organizing and filing away archives in alphabetical order, by date, by title... It was boring work, so Mori hummed to herself to keep her spirits up; really, she wasn't a girl who could work by herself, in such a secluded area. However, the basement had grown quite messy over the past few weeks, and she wasn't sure why... Normally, the basement of the main Wynter estate – which was put under lock and key, for this was where the Wynter family secrets were kept – was kept tidy and neat, but last week, Mori had come down here and found it a wreck – as if a hurricane had been through the area.
She tucked a long strand of white hair behind her ear, her hawkish yellow eyes scanning through the archives, dusting scrolls, wiping dust off books and encyclopedia... After hours of work, she had finally made it to the restricted section, where the Wynter family's top secret had been locked away, by a series of magical spells only known to the Wynter house. Mori closed her eyes, snapped her fingers, and sent a beam of spirit energy towards the door, which unlocked it promptly. The large door swung open, creaking eerily as it did, but when it finally swung open all the way, Mori's eyes opened wide, shellshocked.
The restricted section of the library was empty. She took a step backward, biting her lip. Either someone in the family had decided to pick up some reading over the weekend... or they had flat out stolen the information from the archives. Taking out secrets from the archives in itself was an offense to the family – the documents here were sensitive and fragile, taking them out of this room might damage the paper, or worse, leak their secrets out to the entire world. Shaking her head, Mori leapt up the stairs, back to the living area of the Wynter estate. This wasn't something she could solve by herself...
Standing outside of Marius' main room, Mori rocked back and forth on her toes, hesitating, before finally knocking lightly on the door. Please be in your room, please be in your room... she hoped, praying that he was actually in today, instead of hunting for other Great Spirits. She knocked thrice more, a little nervously, wondering how she'd explain this sort of thing to him... "Marius, are you in there?" she asked, her voice small and anxious. "I don't mean to bother you but... we've got a serious problem!" She clasped her hands in front of her chest, hoping he'd be in today. Oh, if he wasn't here, how was Mori supposed to solve this huge problem by herself?