Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160701214926/@comment-24696651-20160706225140

After reading through the dispatches and checking the Exchequer, Sancarelle decided it would be too late to speak with the Aran, as Varla-Nal would not want to be disturbed at this hour. He put the letter in his pocket and headed to his own residence in one of the higher districts.

As the elevator platform lowered and Sancarelle walked away from the shaft in the rock chiselled out for it, the residence came into view - Lindai Tower. It was a massive marble tower, 200 feet tall and 50 feet wide, etmerging from the side of the mountain looking out over the God's River. Channels of gold directed the waterfall, and magical lights shone yellow light through the water, giving the impression liquid gold was flowing through the tower. Silver corridors shaped like branches protruded from the main tower, and spheres coverwd in gilt 15 feet in diameter were dotted along each branch. Atop the brabches was a lush green garden acting as a canpopy - below the water collected in a giant pool beneath the "tree", with lilypad structures on top serving as private dining areas. Gondalas were available for transport, but tunnels beneath the tower and places where the branches connected with the rock of the mountain offered discreet transport, which Sancarelle and staff uses.

The tower served as a hotel and apartments for wealthy residents and merchants, and the marble structure beneath the garden served as Sancarelle's private quarters. He had similar hotels throughlut the continent - most were not as large, but they were all opulent and showy.

Sancarelle retired to his own quarters - he would speak with the Aran in the morning.