The door opened fully. The chamber had been decorated over the night, or so it seemed. Banners had been hung from unusual spots in the chamber, over seats, over the bed, a pennant was attached to the doorway itself. They came in a wide variety of colors, greens, blues, blacks, reds, whites, emblazoned with the marks of houses both familair and strange, heraldic symbols as simple as the stag, to as complex as the ancient family emblems of houses who added with each conquest. All were marked by fine embroidery, but hardly the strangest thing this woman did.<br/><br/>She walked, shuffling her feet back towards a long table she had someone set up in her chambers. It had only two chairs, one a ramshackle three legged stool, made from peasant hands and obviously not of the castle's normal decore. Opposite it across the short distance of the table was one of the chamber's normal chairs. The old lady shuffled around the table, taking up the stool. She lowered herself slowly, bones popping and cracking as she took her seat.<br/><br/>The table was a mess. Before both seats were clear spots, but hte rest was littered with tubes, boxes, and curios of quite a wide variety. The old woman's hand reached out, taking up a pile of coins in her bony fingers. Strange coins, an Anastarian piece was in there, at least, but also coinage from Goldspar, Loidi, Danbar, Hekata, and locales more exotic. The woman held them up in her worn palm towards the sky, and towards the Princess.<br/><br/>"What is your question, lady?" her voice came out as half of a whipser and a screech, ancient tongue unable to keep the dust of years out of her voice.