Snippet #1562730

Lord Alatar

He nodded to her explanation, although not really believing it. She probably had some reason to be here, but that was fine it was nice to see her none the less. He was still standing at the base of his throne, and the great hall was almost void except for him, her, and the guards. He was expecting a few more minor nobles to come, but it was strange perhaps one was late.

A Blackguard came jogging into the throne room, his armor making a soft clanking sound every step as the guard moved over to Kharne leaning forward and whispering in his ear. Kharne nodded at the information passed, and the guard ran back out of the room. Alatar glanced over "What was that about?" Before giving Kharne time to respond he looked back at Brissa "Well girl, are you going to give me a hug, or are we just going to stand here forever?" He said spreading his arms out.