Martin stood and watched silently, taking mental notes of every name and every act.
[i]So this IS a gathering of Elders.
The Locale is certainly befitting for one.
So much for hoping it's just a bunch of drama queens. Nope, They're the real deal.[/i]
Like a bomb dropping the thought suddenly entered Martin's mind.
[i]The visual immage of a mushroom cloud rising from the castle, wiping thousands of years of corruption clean in one fell swoop.[/i]
But that seemed slightly pointless now, and it opposed his current goals. [i]Oh well.[/i]