<strong>The Inner Sanctum Of The Western MageLords:</strong>The Inner Sanctum stood in the central most section of the tower. Built on a massive scale that easily could have accommodated the whole of the circle comfortably, it was only used by The Three. To come here unannounced or uninvited meant death, a slow and painful one at that. The walls were lined with ancient books, strange creatures and plants in jars, and arcane equipment used in experiments that most outside the tower would go mad contemplating. At the far end sat the thrones of The Three. It was here that Galen dragged the still whimpering girl. A wave of his hand and a few words secured her to the floor, kneeling before her masters.<br/><br/>Mathius, The white haired First, his blue eyes intensely sizing up the girl before him, as if trying to decide if he had made a mistake. Astrid, The leatherclad Second, whose body was twisted into a terrible beauty by her constant use of her shape shifting powers and lastly, Galen. A master of the Bio-feedback and energy manipulation, the brutal Third who loved to make the common Mages suffer under his rough hands. Galen smiled wickedly as he took his place to the right of Mathius.<br/><br/>"do you know why you have been summoned here, child?" Astrid purred under her black leather mask, absentmindedly stroking her exposed breasts with an grotesquely long fingered hand.