Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28667390-20161220050036/@comment-30797179-20170126004943

Count Andel smirked as Tamira entered the hall, in typical fasion. After she bowed he stood up and walked down the steps to her, where he curtiously bowed back.

"Lady Tamira."

"Indeed, my lady. If you will..." The count said, as he motioned his hand towards the council chamber. The room was grandly decorated, the hearth blazing and banners and tapestries drapped everywhere. The count sat at one end of the round table, waiting for the lady to sit before he did. Legate Calvos sat beside the count.

"So, where shall we begin?" The count said as Calvos unravelled a large detailed map of Tamriel. Meanwhile a servant boy poured fine wines from the cellers into silver goblets and distributed them.