Pleased that others had found his words to be of some value, Lenuran listened as the First Council spoke of vipers in the midst of both Hommlet and the Royal Court. He was not surprised that if the Darkness was seeking to spread once more that it would enter the nearest town, but he was surprised to learn the First Council considered the inner sanctum compromised also.
‘It seems that while I was unable to achieve much in my time, others were far more successful.’
Looking out the window quickly as Atzil mentioned the weather; Lenuran saw the flashes of lightening in the distance and wondered if the gnomish village had retreated into the central hall to weather the storm.
‘Careful old boy or you will be too busy seeing phantoms of what could be to see what is…’
Sensing that the meeting was nearing its end, Lenuran stood and addressed Atzil once more.
“Thank you for the advice and warning on what we should expect. I have no doubt that Hommlet has changed much in my absence, but perhaps some things have remained the same. I would not impose upon you to stay longer if there are matters which need your attention First Council. The morning will find us all soon enough and if your words are true, this might be the last good night sleep we have for quite some time.”