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"Greetings, Tower Master!"
A chorus of respectful and solemn welcome greeted the ancient fey; amongst these voices, only four could be heard physically; the rest came from the broadcast through the system.
The Tower Master nodded to them in acknowledgement before making his way to his seat. He was accompanied by two of his guards, who stood behind him. He was seated in the middle of the five seats; he crossed his legs and gazed at the broadcast with a small smile on his face.
"Thank you for attending this little event; I appreciate you lending me some of your precious time for this," the Tower Master said in a soft voice.
His words flowed like water; it was pleasant to hear; it's as if his voice carried some kind of magic that could calm down anybody.
