Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150620140931/@comment-5614539-20150629112419

"Thank you, my lady. You do me a great honour." Prometheus said as he took the key as she offered it. It felt heavy and warm to the touch, so he slipped it into his satchel. "My lady, when we return we shall be sure to seek you out first." Prometheus and Ayrenna both bowed, before leaving the Palace together.

(Insert generic post regarding some wizened old crone selling them worthwhile junk in exchange for a small portion of their souls.)