Blackfeather Woods Won't Wake From This Dream

The dark king regarded the newer member with a regal look, his neck arching in the graceful manner of some favored steed of nobility. Though each motion was seen as one of authority, he kept his actions fluid like, that like a serpent.

"I am Slade. Left hand of the Shadow Queen, Meldresi. Pleasure to make your acquaintance, friend. I remember seeing you at the meeting, previously, yet I've never found out who you were."

The open ended question hung softly in the air, and patiently, Slade awaited a response.