<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://imgur.com/jaPWLJy.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;">"I don't have the authority to grant your early access to the Lord Oldaren's chambers. But I can give you my assurances that they are, indeed, secure. Honestly, Mouser, you're more paranoid than you need to be. The enemies of your family and those they associate with have bigger problems to worry about than one lone girl running around in Eodin trying to get away from it all." She mused, shaking her head softly from side to side as she watched the few people left on the streets move about that she could see from this vantage. "This is not some backward meeting in the shadows. It's simply a private assembly called by the lord of the land." She explained, pausing, "However if it would make you feel better you may come to my home at first light and accompany me into manor." She offered as a sort of consolation to rejecting the first idea.<br/><br/>"That said," She began, turning around and leaning back against the window. "This isn't an if you accept sort of situation. You're either accepting and attending or declining and not." She explained if perhaps a bit harshly. "The knowledge of this gathering is limited to Lord Oldaren, the councilors, and those invited or requested to offer an applicant to the group. If you're not interested in participating, then we can't have you running around with any details beyond what you know already. This group will answer directly to Mikael, not to the council of Eodin. He will sanction their assignments, and should it go poorly that blame will lay at his feet, allowing the council to pick up the pieces and ensure stability... As it was meant to be."<br/><br/>Reaching up and closing her eyes, Jiean placed her finger tips to her nose and took a long, deep breath. "As I said, the details of what Lord Oldaren will provide are beyond my knowledge. A spellbook is no simple ask, however, so you may want to keep that in mind." She took another breath, "Honestly, I'm beginning to feel as though your grandfather mislead me. Based on what he had to say about you, how highly he spoke of you, I had expected less... Trepidation and more eagerness to take up this cause."<br/><br/></span><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr/>