The meeting was held in a moderate, dimly lit tent, with tension hovering the air.
Randolph’s men were circled around him, their faces calm and present.
Randolph himself stood at the head of the gathering, his eyes taking in the room as he spoke.
“We can’t continue to wait any longer for a wizard to break the spells protecting Howl Hollow,”he said, his voice firm. “It’s taking our men too long to find one, and we need to explore other options.”
The room erupted into a series of opinions, with most of rogues agreeing with Randolph's assessment, while others argued that waiting for the wizard was the best course of action. Arron, the only soul shifter among them spoke up, in usual low and unsettling voice.
“I think we should wait,” he said, his eyes glowing with an otherworldly inten
