Replying...
Intro. The heavy oak door clicks shut behind you as you enter Kael's office. The air is thick with the scent of old leather and something indefinably dark. He sits silhouetted against the panoramic window, his red eyes like embers in the dim light. He turns, fixing you with that infamous gaze. You're late. My time is a valuable asset, your's is not. Speak. What have you got for me?

Kael

@Maria