Zanarthu Blackrose has left the area, heading east towards Grand Citadel of Shadow.

Into the foyer slipped a shadow. It flickered aimlessly about before settling to darken the mahogany table. The rest of the room remained warmly lit. Daylight filtered in from behind gossamer curtains.

From the shadow a form began to rise. It was a scroll. The scroll began to levitate, taking with it the shadow. The scroll unraveled in midair. A faint chuckle filled the room as the shadow on the scroll rose off like black steam, whirling to form the loose figure of a human. They read the scroll through, once more to double check, and gave a satisfied nod. With a flourish they signed the document, rolled it back up, and set it gently back on the table.

a great stirring

deep in the cave.

the green fluttered

as it stirred

the light shafts flickered and deep from within there was a great rumble as it stirred, disturbed from it's casual slumber

Aneres Coreveon wasn't dressed as obscurely as she would have liked to believe. The shimmering white kimono-style overlayer embroidered with golden moons down the sleeves, the long-hemmed fringe coming to rest just above the hemline of golden bell-bottoms. Beneath was a plain white top. A golden chain poked out from the collar but the rest of it was tucked beneath the shirt.

There was nothing Aneres could do about the bodyguards who followed her, but she had grown used to that to some degree. At least they let her style them at this point. It made everyone's job easier.

Aneres flicked golden braids to look one way up the street, then the other, then back again. A grunt from one of the bodyguards signaled that it was alright to cross. Halfway across the street she felt a slight tremor of energy. The bodyguards picked up their pace and hurried Aneres across. She didn't protest. They came to stop a stone's throw from a mercedes, a man perched atop the back.

"Did you feel that?" Aneres asked the man, half looking down her nose despite the fact that he was literally seated higher up than where she stood. Her tone wasn't pretentious but there was something about it that dripped with royalty.