Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161215214850/@comment-25808351-20161216044516

Samia giggles. "Lucida, you need not be so formal or stand on ceremony here. Follow me, your uncle has missed you so very much." Samia takes Lucida's coat and hands it to Grettle, who bows politly and hangs the coat in a closet. Samia leads Lucida down a hall of history. The long corridor is lined with busts and portraits of Jaghunds past, the corridor ends with a single door.

"Do not worry Lucida, he will be happy see you." Samia gestures to the door and opens it slightly. She bolts down the hall leaving Lucida alone with the man in the other room. Lucida peers inside to see a wondrous sight. The room is a treasure trove of skill and service. Book shelves, weapon racks and trophies of monsters past decorate the room. A fire roars and pops in the hearth. The master of the home hovers over a table that has a map sprawled out on it. Contracts and letters of business lay in stacks. The master of the household's eye shift up and see the Golem he knows well, his stern expression fades and gives way to one of mixed feelings.

A Sense relief, regret, happiness and pain. "Lucida? What the hell are you doing here? Does your father know you're here? If not, he's going to be furious, probably tan my hide with a lightening bolt."