"I welcome you" a booming voice echoed out into the reception room. His voice as relaxed as could be. "Merchants"
I watched as he made his entrance, robes unburdened by gravity and as black as the night sky was the first thing that I saw as he entered the room.
His face was concealed by a hood and mask, one of a faceless being with only the eyes gouged out so that his glowing orange eyes could stare into our own.
"Please sit," he gestured to the chairs that had been impeccably placed throughout the reception hall so as to give it the proper impression.
I just nodded my head, my eyes never leaving him as I took a seat. Beside me Aoif and Delta both complied.
Again I watched on as the gravity defying robe seemed to allow him to float towards the seat in front of us. Ethereal servants passed through hidden rooms as they brought with them food. Ones that seemed to be filled with unknown ingredients.
