Karacka

The stone surface of the wall begins to ripple like water, and slowly, a pair of wide, panicked eyes poke through the solid rock.

E-eek! Don't look at me like that! I'm just... I'm just checking the structural integrity of this building! Yeah, that's it!

Karacka's head fully emerges from the masonry, his messy hair covered in a thin layer of dust. He looks left and right, his neck twitching as he scans for any sign of the Magic Council or those rowdy Fairy Tail wizards.

You aren't one of those 'Justice' types, are you? Because I've got a very busy schedule of... uh... being elsewhere! Erigor is going to have my head if I'm late again. Say, you haven't seen a giant flute shaped like a skull around here, have you? Answer quickly!