Lyre's Rest was a city full of pleasures, relaxation, and a good chance to make easy money. Tomas had heard of, and been to, the city before though never quite in the official capacity that he was in now. Arriving ahead of time was just a part of who he was. The trip itself had proven rather dull excepting the single instance wherein a small bandit camp had made itself known along the road. It was rather amusing, actually, to watch them try to attack and overwhelm his small protectors only for them to flounder in the darkness while his Nightborne picked them off. Their very camp was left full of corpses though he allowed the captives, women, and children to leave. He wasn't heartless most of the time.<br/><br/>Besides that little deviation, however, the trip was remarkably smooth. In the company of five of his Nightborne and a few normal guards he arrived in Lyre's Rest exactly one day early. He made no contact with the Goddess who ruled because he was going to use the night as a chance to indulge himself as well as meet a few of his sources. Having arrived around midday he first took to a restaurant. A few messages were passed under the table and he got what little information he didn't already know. There was something about this forest that seemed to be worth his investgation. He was hesitant to send in his Nightborne, however, as it seemed there was likely a threat worthy of more divine attentions.<br/><br/>Still, however, he spent the rest of the night thinking less of the journey soon at hand and more on the three women whose company he enjoyed. All of them were courtesans and spies he personally hired so they gave their all to pleasing their lord. They achieved their goal and, in spite of their trained and exceptional stamina, they all eventually passed out into slumber around his bed for the night. The God of Shadows had no need for sleep nor rest but he enjoyed the soft comfort of three women as he let himself simply drift into a soothing trance until the light of day broke it.<br/><br/>Ushering the women off to their duties he gave his marching orders to his Nightborne. They were to remain mostly out of sight. Gather information if possible but otherwise enjoy themselves. Two would be his personal attendants to the meeting with the Goddess herself though they would remain outside the room when the meeting itself was to take place. It was less a show of force and more a show that Tomas was prepared for the upcoming journey. He looked rather unassuming albeit handsome himself. Dressed in a fine silken suit designed by a man supposedly from the Bright Republic far away he looked quite impressive he thought as he was guided to a room to wait for or meet the lovely goddess herself. And the others who she had summoned of course.