The step inside the mansion was met with a sight of old insignias scattered. Various house insignias in banners in display cases. Some of them clean, some of them carrying holes and blood upon them. Above each banner was a portrait of a man and a woman, the women sharing a similar look to some essence, golden hair and cold blue eyes, but the men appearing to be from various noble houses in the past.<br/><br/>There were large couches waiting about to relax at, and a few tables with books set about on them, shelves that looked well organized with little figurines and such laid out and in open view.<br/><br/>"Ahh, you must be the guest that my friend from the House Ravos sent a word about?" Speaking seriously and looking at Tehr an older woman approached him in a calm fashion. Her hair was silver in its shade, her skin slightly wrinkled and her pale blue eyes strangely deep, but despite it all it was hard to say how old she was. She was aged, but yet she looked better than some women ever did.<br/><br/>"I am Matron Astari, I believe you came to speak to us? Come. My daughters await. I have left the house leadership in their capable hands, but I wanted to see the man bold enough to approach us in this day and age myself."