Thread: The Master of the Red Palace [[Redacted] and Sigr]

Sigr said The guards had been nothing but gentle, but their outlook was so imposing that every reassurance that they were safe was welcome by the couple. The Master seemed to exist, but as the guard said he was very busy, they couldn't but hold their hopes close to their hearts. Would he be able to help? Would he be willing? And if so, how? The guard kept talking about how gentle The Master was, how in The Red Palace seemed to be no lack, no need, no want. Sara couldn't help but look at the walls, the lavish surroundings only made grander and more mysterious by the dim light. She really felt like she was stepping into another world, walking through a fable, headed to a tale of old. Alriel, maybe with a bit of apprehension or perhaps just professional curiosity looked at the guard's garments with curiosity. It was true that he was no blacksmith, so how good the exotic golden armor could be escaped him, but the clothes that peeked underneath the protection here and there seemed to be as luxurious as the plating itself, sure The Master had riches beyond measure if he could afford that. If such a thing was true, what payment would he demand for his help? What kind of help could he lend in the first place? Alriel was baffled with that wild ride, as every answer just elicited another question. The couple moved along the corridors, no more noise around that the one they were making, and after a while it seemed that a place with tens of doors was their final destination. As the guard caused a deafening boom when the door knob hit the wooden slabs that closed the end of the hall, the couple tightened their embrace. Their host seemed ready to receive them, as the golden figure pointed them into the dark opening, one more daring step into that journey through mystery. Sara was the first one to move, but as Alriel followed, they both walked into the dark as one. Click to expand... As dark as it first seemed, it really was not that dark at all. The heavy doors slammed behind the two and the first thing noticed was how large the room actually was. It had everything one would want to live. It had A living and dining area, a beautiful fireplace, a huge bed right in the center and plenty of things to entertain. A voice came from the living are. It was a deep and calming voice. Come now, You are My guest here. Please make yourselves at home. There is no need to be afraid. Please, Relax and come join me. In the other room a tall figure could be seen. He had on long silky robes and long blue and black hair. He seemed to look in there direction and his eyes where a vibrant gold color. They seemed to shine like the candles that littered the room and the beads of the dream catchers that hung on the ceiling above. He eventually worked his way to the nervous couple with a slight smile and a glazed look. He was a hansom beast for sure, mush like the rumors implied. The closer he approached the more detail could be made out about him. He was tanned skinned and two small horn like structures sat upon his head like a crown of sorts. Please let me introduce my self properly, You can call me Senn He said now extending a hand out to the two. He did not want the two to be nervous at all but he could feel that they where. So then, What brings you here? Clearly something must be bothering you both if you are here to see me.? He asked them his gaze not leaving the couple.