Conner was sound asleep in his private quarters, and snoring rather loudly as well. The quarters was also lit by candles and torches, as well as a roaring fireplace in his sleeping area. Then, Conner's eyes opened, having been woken up by the sound of footsteps. Getting up and grabbing a nearby axe, he wondered what could be so important that he had to be woken up. Exiting his room, he was greeted with the sight of incoming Brown minions. Raising an eyebrow, he watched as the Browns ran towards him and bowed in his presence.

"[color=a0410d]Burning Master![/color]" one of the minions greeted him. "[color=a0410d]You are needed by the Old one![/color]" Conner knew exactly who the minion meant by "the Old one". Gnarl. Conner didn't like Gnarl one bit. There was something in that evil glint in the old minion's eye that he distrusted. Still, whatever this summons was for, it was probably very important, at least to Gnarl. "Whatever this is, it better be good enough to wake me up," Conner said grumpily, disliking having to be woken up when he didn't feel like it. Leaving his private quarters, with the Browns in tow and axe still in hand, he made his way toward the Throne Room. There was work to be done, it seems.