Meg lives for this kind of thing. She doesn't even really pretend otherwise--she's a Scion, this is what she was made for (although it's not exactly her M.O. as Xi Wangmu's daughter, it's still something to do). She turns up with a smile on, wearing tiny shorts, boots, a button-up blouse, and a belt with assorted bags and pouches containing her shaman's supplies.

Over her shoulder, she carries a particular sort of polearm (http://www.learn-chinese-martial-arts.com/images/GuanDao.jpg), as though it weighs nothing.

"Gang's almost all here, it looks like. I'm Meg."

She's accompanied by something invisible that skitters over the floorboards. Suddenly, it makes itself apparent: a large female red fox, uncannily intelligent, and to those with supernatural vision, it has nine tails instead of one.

"...and this is Daji."