Council Meeting

Councilwoman Anna was walking down the glistering halls of the lord's castle. She was late for a meeting, an important meeting that would dictate the role of the council for the days to come. She bid the two red scriptures mages that were with her farewell as she closed the large doors behind her.

The room was average in size but grand in stature. Five council members were already sitting in the round table, one empty seat was the only scorn to the eye, that empty seat was for Anna. She was silent and so were the other council members. They were all wearing cloaks and the cloaks had hoods over their heads that covered the upper part of their faces.

But the hoods failed to hide that every one of the council was already wrinkled with old age. Their skin had already begun to fold and only their magical power preserved them. They are all way over a hundred years old and the oldest of which, was Anna.