Jack 'n Fealnne
Before the servant gets the chance to responde a deep course
voice yells from somwhere inside the house: "Butters, who is it?!"
The servant's smile disappears and he snaps back: "Sir, again, it's
Bütser. Boot-S-errh."
An calm, yet angry response puts the servant in his place: "I said,
who is it!"
As he retreats into his emotional shell, the servant answers: "Eh...
these gentlemen here want to talk to you. They say it's of some
great importance."
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Keldor 'n Mac
You enter the great main hall of the Guild hall. It used to be the
former king's throne room back when this was the royal palace,
but the Guild has little to do with it so it's only opened a few
times a year for occasions like these. The place is buzzing with
activity. People are getting tables ready, setting up the facilities
for the band, cleaning the dance floor etc. You see red capes
(police) all over the place, casing the joint and assigning guards
to the right places.
Over in one corner you can see Guildmaster Ztorialim talking to
the Dux, head of police. You notice he keeps eyeing you. Although
you've never actually met in person, he seems to know you. Not
surprising maybe, since he's head of the Black Dagger program.