<div class="floatright">(http://mirax.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/bayeux-tapestry-harold-1.jpg)</div><strong>Starting a slow stroll through the halls, moving northwards</strong>the dragon nodded again, gesturing at the tapestries they passed, some of them depicting acts of war.<br/>"Indeed. And of past recent." he said low "I hope you enjoy the tapestries, Lord Azrael. They are all woven here on the grounds of the Angelrest, so they would show some of what has come to past around here."<br/><br/>Rubbing his chin, deeply in though, the dragon keeps moving then adds "I am uncertain of the correct number of residents and staff that call Angelrest home in these days. It's a coming and going, of course. I am most certain, however, it is not a number under a hundred. If I would add the less intelligent forms of life, it might even be double that number."<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.thetapestryhouse.com/images/products/fullsize/m166-s.jpg)</div>Stopping dead in his tracks, he folds his hand over his mouth, raising one brow then sighs and lowers his hand.<br/>"I think it will be wise if this specific tapestry is removed before the Devil sees it... he whispers, nearly hisses, as his eyes scan over the tapestry.<br/><br/>Mumbling something to himself, Xar continues the wanderings through the Keep's halls until ending at a delicately carved wooden door that depicts entangling and entwining runes aside from a fantastical floral pattern allover the surface and follows the doorframe as a caress of beauty.<br/>If anything, the artist had passion for the art of carving.<br/>Knocking politely on the door, the dragon awaits an answer, his head tilted a bit.<br/>