[The Far]

Avatar is navigating by scent more so than anything else right now. Or... something at least analogous to scent. She knows Raril's smell well enough, that's for certain. It probably won't be too long before she zeroes in on him...

As for wards, well...

Inscribing the Elder Sign on the walls might slow her down a bit. But barriers against movement and travel have relatively little impact on the Chimera. No doubt she'll try not to make her entrance too shocking.

...right?

[Raril's (messy) Room]

Memzee begins pacing about the chamber, taking the time to run a finger along a table only to make a sour face at all the dust that results. "This is one of those times when I wish I had taken the time to learn a few cantrips," the demoness giggles as the ebony skin-tone quickly brightens to something she's a little more familiar with.

Though...

Those horns haven't left yet...