The noisy door opens slowly and a darkness even thicker than the one that invades the whole tower reaches out from within. You can only see the blue reflections of a large crow's plumage, standing next to the door, on a tall pole that ends with a cross.
A Silence so absolute, you seem to hear the cold air flowing inside the room.While your eyes slowly adjust to see a little better, Rashar's edgy voice reaches your ears, cutting like daggers through silk:
"Master....thy guest is finally here, tis not been easy to guide this one in...seems to have a fondness to noise around and..."
Suddenly a sound blastes from the shadows, Neshad let a scroll hit the border of her table...silence demanded from Rashar. He lowers his eyes, mumbles cowardly and bows as deep as his back lets him. He turns and leaves, passing through your side before going down the door of Na, he looks at you from the corner of his eye and a twited grin distords his face.