Location:
New Thalos (Mage Guild) !vio
Guard:
Load:
none
Description:
A figure stands at the balcony window, gazing out upon the dark landscape of New Thalos. The quiet in this candle-lit study seems to block all the sounds of the city. The man, who you can only guess is Guildmaster Jorak, appears not to notice you. You shift your feet nervously, wondering if this is the right place. Dark red robes, fringed with black, hang unmoving from the figure -- even as moths dance in the balcony air. Finally, as you are about to turn and leave, the man turns to face you. An aged stoney face showing no emotion gazes at you. Dark eyes hiding years of experience and pain delve into your soul.
Finally Jorak speaks. "So it is you that is to be my next apprentice," he says, a hint of a grin barely touching his lips. He beckons you forward.