A Breach

An unfamiliar face poked his head in, and at the sight of his graying hair and slightly wrinkled face, the dots instantly connected. This was further confirmed when Darach instantly straightened up, his expression solemn as he greeted the older man.

"Elder Otto," he said, nodding. "What brings you here to the tower? It's not the changing of the seasons yet."

The elderly man, Elder Otto, seemed equally surprised to see us here. His eyes widened by a fraction as his gaze swiped across the three of us before eventually returning to Darach.

"Alpha Darach," he said, smiling. Having seen so many gazes that were filled with hatred, it was oddly refreshing — and surprising — to see one that was genuine. "I thought I heard some commotion around the area and thought to check. Didn't think that I would see you here." He then directed his smile at us. "Are these our new guests?"