C.A.R.P.S.

*A knock at the guild door is heard. An a man stands outside in the falling rain. He does not seem to mind waiting.*

*Aroura opens the door*

Hello, How may I help you?

*awaits an answer*

*He bow his head and than speaks.*

"Greeting Archon Aroura might I have a few moments of your time in private. I have some things to talk to you about, if you have the time."

*He awaits to be invited into the Tower.*

But of course. Please come in out of the rain. *backs up and steps to side.*

(wasn't sure if you were Bormire (sp?) or Sadot via your post)

Please follow me to our sitting area. (heads up the stairs to the right)
You can either dry by the fire or I have a clean clothing spell to dry you off.
Your choice of course.

*after choice is made regarding spell or fire she points out chairs*

*Brodmordh steps inside shaking the rain off his cloak, than smiles. He follows Aroura over toward the fire place and sit near it.*

"I am fine with a fire, for in the end it all balances out. But....."

*As Brodmordh speak he flicks his hand as a ball of air shut the door behind them.*

(read pm please.)