Ebb and Flow

Much like the rooms that they’d had at the tavern, the rooms that were in the Assassin’s Guild were nothing special.

If anything, they were even worse than those at the tavern due to their lack of a window.

The only light that came into the room was from a small vent in the ceiling.

Somehow, likely through an array of mirrors and magnifying glasses, the Guild had passed a shaft of light down through the building and was using it to light the rooms.

The result was an incredibly pleasant naturally lit glow in the room.

Though Alexei had to admit that he preferred a nice window with a view of the outside world to what he’d been given.

It was a small sacrifice to make, though, to be trained in the art of weapocraft.

He picked up his staff and felt the power of the thing thrum through his hand. It had always felt like he had been connected to his foci from the very first moment that he lay his hand on it, but now it felt like the thing almost had a living consciousness tucked away w
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