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Post by Elanorîn on Feb 17, 2006 2:59:54 GMT -5
As Jarus sits down everyone moves up to a chair of their own quietly and with a slightly haughty sniff Lord Therion takes his seat. This is immediately followed by everyone else sitting down. The people nearest to him, gives him slightly puzzled looks as he speaks and then glance at each other but doesn't say anything. The nearest person on his right is a slightly older Human man with raven black hair and dark determined eyes he gives the others firm looks that seem to settle them down. He is dressed in all black and a bit less lavishly than many of the others though more functional and with plenty of fur as if he was prepared for harsh weather. On Jarus' left is another Human but a woman and very thin. With long sandy hair reaching at the very least to her waist. Her dress is in deepest red and is quite elegant under the black cloak whose hood is pulled back. She gives Jarus a few curious glances but then looks elsewhere.
Lord Therion makes a slight gesture with his hand to Archon who gives a polite nod and then turns to Jarus.
"My Lord." He bows respectfully, taking his time before standing up again. "The Silent Blades at your service." He gestures to the table and everyone bows their head a little save for Lord Therion and three others seated by him at his end of the table. "Here in Fardinn and also Tregamber. Farinvor is at your feet, Lord."
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