Nimue Stormson
Empress of Effekt
Nothing was to be known. Nothing was to be seen. That was the agreement made. A small shack on the outskirts of the Effktian royal city. Far away from prying eyes. Far away from any who would dare come along the way to stumble upon the meeting. Far away where no one would know. That was the main factor into this meeting: secrecy. It was night. The shake was small but cozy enough. Only a small carriage with a number of brutish looking men dressed in crude armor and weapons stood by. They looked more like hired swords and not royal guards. They simply stood by and awaited the arrival of the guest in question.
Their employer had sent word out after searching for someone of talent in special fields. While it was true she had allies who could help she forbade to have any of the know. They would not agree with what she had planed. What she needed from the man she eventually found. An offer was made for him to come and see her, to come to this shack in as discreet a fashion as possible. He was to tell no one or else the deal was null and void. If he accepted a hefty fortune would await him. Enough that he would surly be sated.
And now she waited. Only the dim lite candles in the room on the table looking out to the dark night before her. Empress Nimue Stormson awaited the arrival of [member="Doctor Agnusdei"] .