Chapter 247: The Arcane Assembly.
Close to the mystic grove, in a small inn not far from the forest, Five men were holding a meeting around a table that was holding a jar of wine and three plates of roasted venison. The room was closed off with a magic barrier, keeping all sound inside.
The men were different in appearance but they all shared one thing in common, a tattoo on their inner wrist. It was a of a sword composed of interlocking runes with a triangle in the middle of the blade. Inside the triangle was a flame...a flickering ember of fire. Around the triangle was a circle.
When observed under moonlight, in the middle of the flame as an eye, serpentine in appearance, creepy to those that had seen it. Most of course, had not lived to describe the creepiness to others for they had been at deaths door.
The tattoo was the symbol of an organization that called themselves The Arcane Assembly, a society of secret mages that walked between light and darkness. It existed in three empires so far, one being Medoris. They worshiped the Nyxara, The veiled mother who gave orders through her divine messenger Erythis.
Their reason for being in Eldoria was one, the Eclipsion sword. It was the same group that had attacked the king and Romilda.
There was a knock on the door and one man got up to open it. Nyssa, the warlock that led the mission entered the room, drawing back the hood of his cloak.
She took one look at the jar of wine on the table and frowned. "I told you to stop drinking we must be focused for our mission."
"Which is proving tougher than anticipated." Malrik, a spellbinder commented. "We should have grabbed the old princess and brought her here. Xyra ruined it all for us by melting her brain. Now, the old bitch is useless."
Xyra, the female mage who was a shadowseer peered at Malrik through the pupils of her pitch black eyes. "You want to kidnap a princess, go ahead. Just count me out. I ruined her brain because I didn’t want others attempting to read her memories." She defended herself.