-PHOENIX COURT 3-
Roleplay from Ryndhal Nabarl
Ryndhal watched as the nobility arrived at the magnificent temple of the Triumvirate. It pleased him, as he hoped it pleased the Goddesses, that such a wealth of important people were to hold discussions of significant matters within these blessed stones.
He stood in the entranceway, greeting all as they arrived. He was short, stocky, scarred of face and in deep flowing robes. Most who looked at him would just see an ancient priest, and perhaps think of him as wise due to his age and status. He doubted there were any alive who knew how his life had started out and most of his years had been lived. He smiled and lost himself briefly in reminiscence. Those young nobles would probably struggle to believe he had lead 1000 cavalry alone and marched from Itorunt to Sirion to battle the ruler there... It seems like lifetimes ago...
His mind back to the present, he acknowledged the serving persons that had readied the feasting was requested and gave thanks to the goddesses for their work. Once more he returned to welcoming all who came, watching them all, noting who came, who didn’t, how people interacted.
There was excitement and hostility in the air, the latter of which was not so pleasing to have in the temple and he gave a glance at the Crone.
“Welcome one, welcome all. You may sit where you wish, you can be shown around the temple whilst you wait if desired, though I expect we shan’t wait long before we are underway properlyâ€
