Waiting by the fireplace a man dressed in elaborate sect robes stood staring into the flames. It felt like they were the ones visiting someone, instead of the other way around.
"This is sect leader Grant Ellison." Roy nervously stood to the side. He looked down at the floor. Eon glared at him for a minute. He didn't care that this was not someone Roy could say no too.
"What do we owe the pleasure of your visit, sect leader?" Eon asked. He tried to make himself sound as displeased as possible. To his annoyance it didn't phase the man.
The man turned as if he just noticed their presence in the room. "Oh, let us sit first." He motioned to the couch. 'How arrogant.' Eon thought. Knowing the man wouldn't leave until they heard him out he resolved himself to get this over as quickly as possible.
