Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190107205055/@comment-5543592-20190115214508

Glaerys' spire was as smooth, black, and imposing as all the other towers of Valyria. Stained with soot and powdered with ash, as Oros approached a section of the tower opened to him, revealing a perch for his dragon and a platform for him to dismount onto to. From there, the rest of the Spire lay open.

"Speak freely, Barrin." Saelor advised. "Any input is valued."