Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20181210225416/@comment-24510587-20181217224938

Marr stepped up to the Theronian guard, who got into posture as he saw he was being approached.

"What do you need?" The man, a mildly chubby figure in his late thirties, spoke up. "Unless you have business with Lord Primus, turn around."

"We do have business with him," Marr said, flashing his badge with the Inquisitorial Eye on it. "It's a matter of national importance."

The guard's eyes widened a little as he saw the badge. Most people knew of the Inquisition's existence, but very few had ever seen an Inquisitor in the flesh. "Oh, ah! Uh, right away, sir. You can find Lord Primus inside, he'll be just finished with dinner by now."