Echoes of Obsidian

[LORD RAFE ALDER MORLAND]

The Obsidian Palace is just as massive as I remember though I am truly not present at the moment. As if a ghost still processing the aftermath of the moment, I stand before it, hollow.

My gaze shifts to the height of it feeling nothing though it is a palace large enough to rival even that of Fang Court, but as with all races, with all battles, the true Dravosi like Lucius