“Please have a seat,” the Chamberlain offered making his way to his desk and sitting down. “I will always be where I’m supposed to.”
“Well, yes, very good,” Colin replied, “let’s get down to business.”
The Guild Council was made up of the heads of the major guilds in Aithen; merchant, fighter/guardsman, weapons/armor, magic/sorcery, craft, bard. The Council also interacted with the other guildhalls of the Five Realms. “There is more to this problem in Realto, that the other masters need not be concerned with,” Walton began. Would the Guild sell poisons to unsanctioned clients?” Aaron looked at him harshly, “even through intermediaries?”
“Certainly not, as you rightly know,” Briard replied huffily. “I can leave the day after tomorrow, no sooner.”
“This is important,” Master Gerard countered. “My Guild is in no way affiliated with the recent loss of coin and property.”
“A poor choice of words, Master Briard,” Lord Colin smirked.
