"This hardly seems like a place where the Sanguine would establish a relay point," Lucien said as he eyed the tower that soared above the forest surrounding its magnificent height.
"I never said it was a relay point for the Sanguine," Artemus replied. He looked livelier after the four hours of sleep he'd had at the inn. The anti mage had initially planned to take a route through town Sovius where a modest Sanguine's office served the towns and villages surrounding it, but he felt encumbered by the prospect of having to perform social politeness and then the work parlay he would be compelled to engage in with whoever was in charge of the office. Considering Artemus' station at the HQ, his resignation notwithstanding, there was no doubt that some fawning and bootlicking was imminent if he took that route.
"Well, what are we waitin' for? Someone go knock on the door."
