Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200326185554/@comment-25808351-20200404171744

As Kelthia sees herself out to fill Dorian’s order, Aleric signal Imperia to lock the door with a flick of his hand. Once Imperia locks the door, Aleric unfolds the papers. He scans through each of the letters within a second of looking at them, somehow gathering all the information in that small amount of time and retaining it.

“Is this truly what you found? Perhaps I misjudged my sources. They assured me Dean was working with the Order against me. Hmmmmm.... Was there anything else?” Aleric asks, looking up from the papers. “Anything you think I should, know about?”

Aleric’s snake like eyes are fixated on Dorian, but no discernible motive can be learned from staring into them. They were cold, steady, unflinching and penetrating. It as if Aleric was reading Dorian like he would a piece of paper.