A hush fell over the room. Aereze’s companions left his side, stepping outside of the circle. Aereze lifted his hands, and the runes carved into the ground were set aglow in brilliant white light. Runes crept up Aereze’s robes and encircled his hands until he too was aglow with arcane symbols flickering across his skin. He began to speak an enchantment in some ancient language, his voice echoing throughout the chamber. You could feel all of Glen Avon shudder beneath your feet. The light grew brighter and brighter until Aereze speaks the final word. You could barely see, but soon the light began to fade. As your vision cleared, you saw Thazel rush into the circle to catch Aereze as he stumbled. The crowd cheered, and Aereze lifted a hand in acknowledgment, regal even in his exhaustion.<br/><br/>Afterward, a banquet was held in the courtyard, ringed by huge white pillars and shaded by a shimmering curtain. The nobility of Glen Avon lounged around a long, low table. Aereze was nowhere to be seen, neither were his two companions.