"I once held high office as the god of the Inner Sea around the Blessed Isle itself." said Maur-Azur, his voice witful. "But now, I have moved here. After the old order collapsed, I and many like me refused to deal with the Dragon-Blooded filth. Political fortunes turned against us for this act of dfiance, and so I was ousted, and I was only able to preserve this region from my rivals."<br/><br/>He led the group through to one of the great side halls, his children tailing behind him. Kersinta drifted uncertainly after the group, staying close to Talion, and Wavecrest also stuck close to them, a faint half-smile on her face, letting out only a muffled giggle as Talion spoke to her.<br/><br/>The table was dominated by a great eel-like creature of some kind, at least twenty feet long. It had been cooked and stuffed with pungent vegetables, and adorned with a thick golden glaze. Around it were many other dishes, each containing some seafood delicacy. For Zavros and Mouse, it was quite possibly more food than they had ever seen in the same place before. Small seahorse-headed servants hurried in and out from an unseen kitchen, offering glasses of green wine to the party.<br/><br/>"Come! Eat, drink and be treated as you deserve! And afterwards....we can discuss the future."