| OOC: Not my best, short, whatever.
"You asked for mercenaries?"
A wizard stepped in. Tall, as most wizards are, clothed in silk and silver. His scarlet robe had complicated silvery patterns inlaid with garnets and rubies. These pricked at the edges of vision, yet resembled circuitry more than runes. He was completely bald and beardless, with ruddy skin only slightly stained by the hazardous chemicals of his trade.
Before Alvis could get a response, another warrior entered the room for an introduction. He toyed with the dagger hanging on a silver chain from his belt. |