Inside the lavish quarters of the governor’s temporary residence, the air was thick with the chaotic energy of three of the most powerful men in the empire. Third Elder Nel Von Vermilion, his eyes sparkling with a mix of irritation and long-standing affection, swung a heavy fist, punching Count Audari Von Lynch squarely on the shoulder.
You talk far too much! Nel barked, his voice echoing off the vaulted ceilings. You haven't changed a bit in nearly two centuries; you only become more insufferable as the grey in your beard grows longer!
The room erupted into a symphony of boisterous laughter and sharp-tongued arguments as the three legendary figures made their way toward the exit. The mansion’s staff—the maids, butlers, and even the high-ranking stewards—stood frozen in the hallways, th
