Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-24510587-20160105194819/@comment-26809040-20160410231847

With a hiss, the hatch to the throne room of Stormship Elkris-fel slid open, and in stepped the storms two remaining archons. Upon entry, the two were greeted by the sight of their kell, Neksis, speaking to a baron draped in the colors of House Flames.

Both bowed in respect to the kell of storms, less a bow than a nod of the head, for archons serve their prime first and their kell second. Then, Srivikiss spoke in the noble tounge.

"My kell, House Storms is clensed! The faithless and the dissenters are no more, Ekriax, judgment scribe and Arakis, storm baron were amongst them. But now, kell, we are united under one will! All beneath our banner await your word."

Rhall, content to let Srivikiss enjoy his moment of glory, eyed the flame baron and spoke in a quieter, if more menacing tone.

"And what are you doing so far from your house, amidst the court of the lord of storms no less, little ember?"