Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190107205055/@comment-5543592-20190116154819

"And the best I have." Saelor pointed out. "A warrior's point of view will be necessary in what is to coming.  Generals often stand too far from the fight and miss the finer details."

"Don't tell him that, it'll go straight to his head, father." Lyrenn murmured, not loud enough for Saelor to really notice.

They entered the cavernous halls of the Spire. It was a gloomy structure, a brought to mind a cathedral's interior, if cathedral's wound in circles and climbed and climbed and climbed.

After circling half the Spire and climbing a flight of stairs, they came to more comfortable looking corridor, well lit with lamps. On one side of it was the medium sized office Saelor claimed for himself. The room was filled with seemingly useless artifacts and souvineers from a life of travel. Oros could see Saelor and two others, Lyrenn and his bodyguard, standing around the desk.

The valet stood in the doorway and declared, "Lord Oros has arrived, Lord Saelor." He then sidestepped out of the way and bowed deeply with a sweeping gesture to admit Oros' entrance.