[center][h2][b]High District, Lenkik[/b][/h2][/center]

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As the S’tor listened, he took a cup of something from the table in front of him and took a sip, though still kept his gaze firmly on Kercheck. It was steaming hot, and from the scent in the air, seemed to be some sort of tea. “Arrived in Kanth-Aremek [i]recently[/i] you say? This has something to do with that brilliant light in the sky a few days back, yes? Visitors from beyond our world…what a spectacular occurrence.” He remarked. The S’tor was soft-spoken, and seemed rather calm considering how significant this news was. “Ah, but where are my manners? I am Gar’Tan, Thought mage in gracious service to Lenkik. So of course, Castigator Nellara’s word is my command.”

While barely noticeable to their guests, the Iriad gave a quick gesture towards the two Glen Inquisitors. “Make the preparations.” They ordered. Without hesitation, the two Glen took their leave, though the other two Inquisitors remained. 

Gar’Tan continued without interruption. “I cannot say I am personally familiar with Mythadia’s noble houses, but I do know their type. I can do my best to facilitate communications between all three groups. Please, while we are waiting, tell me what these visitors are like?”