WESSEX
The Loreseekers Guild: a place she’s heard much about but never cared to explore past the Atheneum walls. Standing in front of the door reminds her that she should check in on the organizations every now and then. Not in the way that Zariah wanted to keep a tight hold on their activities, but in a way that allows her to know what’s going on; what lies behind the doors, what could be of assistance, the things they keep in reserve and why. The Guild is a mystery. She doesn’t know what information it holds and what could be useful to the general public. Her people have never been terribly inclined to education and the book selection has been limited for a number of years - but with the explorations into Safrin’s library, finding scrolls and vaults, well, perhaps those things should be shared.
That is a decision for another time. Tonight is for portals and the Spire.
Wessex (with Deimos in tow, bless him) raises her hand and raps loudly three times on the door. Hopefully there’s someone within.
No, I’ll be the stone
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
