The room was pitch-black. Footsteps echoed through out the room and a quite chanting was just barely audible. In a long dead language, the chant translates to "Mother of Night, May I never fear the darkness". The chanting and footsteps starting together, and ended together in almost prefect sync. 

The sound of someone sitting down on a stone floor followed shortly, as a second sound of metal being placed on stone followed that. A second chant could be heard in the same dead language, that translates to "Mother of Night, May I know the light." As he chanted, four impossible shadows, areas that where somehow darker than pitch-dark, darted in each direction before stopping. Where the shadows stopped, panes flipped over and suddenly the room was cast in twilight as a light from underneath the floor shined through enchanted mirrors. 

This revealed a man sitting cross-legged in black robes sitting in the middle of the room, and the origin point of the four strange shadows that retreated back to him when the light started to flow into the room. He started the final chant, except this time he said it only once in the common language, "Mother of Night, May I have guidance" 

At that, the door to the room abruptly opened and a younger man, no older than seventeen, rushed into the room holding a letter. The man in the center of the room looked at the room looked at the other man annoyed, and considered chastising the other priest but decided that this was not the time. The young man reached the center of the room, holding the letter out, panting, "Brother Neil, Brother Neil, this letter. It is marked by the imperial seal." 

Neil slowly picked up the amulet from in front of him and put it around his neck, "The content of the letter have been revealed to me. Show Father Zachary the notice, and ask him if he would arrange for transport while I finish my prayers. And please, you do well to respect the traditions of this holy ground." 
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In the chamber of the emperor followed shortly by the fire-bearer was the shadow. The guard announced him, "Your Majesty, Neil, Last Heir of House Aurum." To this, Neil merely looked at the guard with killer intent. The guard stuttered, "I am sorry my liege, I mean Neil, Disciple of Luna" 

Neil walked slightly behind the other two who have arrived before him, and without a word bowed.