The hall was surprisingly quiet. Six doors, three on each side, line the walls of the room, with a pair of sets of stairs leading to the upper floor, and the master's table. The room was surprisingly quiet, aside from the croaking of the ravens along the roof.<br/><br/>Flare had her fingers moving in arcane patterns, eyes cast upward on the flock of birds, as if she were ready to blow them away at a moment's notice.