Maezura sat under the cover of darkness, staring into the distance. The streets of Makou City is deserted as dusk set in. A platinum coin rolled across the shade's knuckles as he mused about the events in recent days. He knew The Order would come for him. He had spotted three of their acolytes today amongst the crowd.
When the night was darkest, the shade moved quickly through the city's alleyways before reaching a stone pathway barred off by a large wooden door reinforced by mithril. Ravens perched along the walls, staring quietly in the dead of the night. The door opened without resistance and Maezura stepped deeper into the darkness of the keep.
The tunnels ran deep with both ends flanked by portcullises that would drop, trapping invaders. Maezura banked to the west at the end of the tunnel. The walls in the foyer reached skyward with a large silk banner displayed across the back wall of the room.
"Skulls everywhere I go. Heh."
Maezura reached into his pocket, retrieving a platinum coin branded with a skull and hourglass on each side. The opposite end of the room stood an elf wearing plain robes. Maezura tossed the coin at the elf, catching with ease. A quick glance of the coin, and the elf nodded at the shade.
The occupants of the keep appeared from the corners of the room, blocking the entrance. Maezura recognized the two that flanked the plainly robed elf. Relic and Dinin showed a relaxed composure as they stood by. The room was silent as a single word was uttered:
"Welcome."
