After saying so, the servant procured a key from his robes and stepped toward the door. There was no lock or bolt upon the door, only a doorknob shaped like interwoven vines. I watched curiously as he touched the key to it, and a soft bell-like chime sounded. The door cracked open on its own.
"Please, keep this on you at all times," he said, handing me the key. "My name is Anrinth, and I've been charged with attending you while you remain a guest of the Sunsingers. Whether it's guiding you around the manor and the city, or merely bringing you things you require, I shall serve you to the best of my abilities. Should you need something while I am away, simply touch the key with a strand of mana, and I shall find you as quickly as I can."
"Thank you, Anrinth," I said, testing the strange name out.
