Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20190125120301/@comment-7262318-20190206022427

Indeed they had. As he walked a little further down the path, he found the man he had been looking for. At the old door, Dalacon stood there, hands clasped behind his back. He was wearing a set of purple robes, much different than the Battlemage attire he was previously seen in. He was speaking to a young Argonian when Varun got to the door.

When Dalacon realized he had arrived, he motioned for the Argonian to head back inside. "Mr. Motriel, welcome!" Dalacon said. "I trust your trip was uneventful?"