[arelendil]

"Do you have any applicable questions, Priest Naramarth?"

Naramarth's attention had not moved from the priestess since she had welcomed him, though he did not show it. He stood up to answer the priestess.

"No, your greatness." His eyes dark and expressionless. "I know my duty and i follow the eye's command without question. His will is my deed." Naramarth bowed. He was all too used to the way one had to act in this chamber but emotions were best worn inwards and Naramarth knew it. Nothing could show but complete devotion to the dark power.

Naramarth loved this room like no other. it smelt different, sickly sweet and tangy. the fires and smoke were always moving. this was the only room where there was even a hint of a breeze.

Naramarth licked his lips, savouring the taste. Then he bowed and returned to his motionless silence.