Thread:Faenor of the Silver Laurel/@comment-26084195-20170104064405/@comment-26084195-20170115075750

Claz'zakla leads her into the palace main. The entry hall has stairs going up to either side, and stairs going down in the middle. He leads her down the central steps, and in several places levers are pulled, opening up wall panels to progress further. All throughout are statues and relics, until they reach a room where a man who seems to be some sort of nobility is cataloguing an extensive library. He turns and smiles. "Claz! I see they still haven't thrown you in the pit."

"Nah, I'm too handsome to be consigned to eternal damnation." The two clasp hands. "Meet Nortal'zok, Chardok's historian and Prince."

The Prince glances at her. "And who is this pretty thing? Claz you dog!"