A monkey with absurd features scampers very suddenly through the outer gate. Ignoring the startled cry of the guard posted there, he grabs hold of an awning pole and swings himself up onto it.
Lanisen comes to an abrupt halt, freezing in place and trying to sort out what is happening. His hand goes slowly to the small of his back, then drops away again, and he stares up at the monkey on the awning in complete confusion.
Lulunan, safely up off the ground, tilts his head ninety degrees to one side and scratches his head as he surveys the ward.
Lanisen shakes his head slightly in response to a woman next to him who has asked, “But what /is/ it?”