"What?"
"Put the little Ghost down, he isn't dressed!"
"He doesn't need to be dressed! Who raised you, the Pale Lady?"
"Yes, Mother, she did."
"Oh, right. Anyways, I can help you, on one condition..."
Herrah paused.
"Yes?" Hornet was growing impatient with her mother.
"Get married, have kids, something!"
Hornet glared at her.
"Oh, I was kidding. Why do you alwayw take things so seriously?"
Herrah looked at Hornet sternly. "You should get a father figure for him, or he shall be like you."
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Hornet had narrowed her list down to two people: the great Nailsage, or Ogrim of the 5 Great Knights.
After a long rest, she invited both of them over.
She could tell sly was there because of all nail whooshing, and for Ogrim's laugh, let's say she couldn't forget it.