Council of the Corsair Elders

[Dourden4]

Walking through the doors into the council hall Silvan found a degree of nervousness overcome him. His palms became sweaty and his mind began racing with the ramifications of what was soon to happen. Much rode on the outcome of this meeting, that much Silvan knew. And he hoped that he was up to the task at hand.

Following Elder Espi into the hall, Silvan noticed Elder Espi's nod to Elder Sephardi and followed suit with a curt nod and small, nervous wave.

Greetings Elder Sephardi, I hope you are well?

Silvan proceeded to find himself a seat, and looked to Elder Espi

Yes, lets check the kitchens. If the rum you brought to Nine for our last meeting was any indication, there should be a fine drink to be had.

Silvan wondered when the other Elders would be arriving, eager to begin the meeting

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