Welcome to Gaia! ::

There was a brisk knock upon her door before it was opened. That featureless man would bring a covered tray into the room for her. "Here is your breakfast M'lady Athlyn." Upon setting it down on her desk, his voice would be heard again from that nonexistent face. "You are instructed to eat, and then meet Sir Victor in his study in one half our." He would make his way to the door where he stands and waits for her to eat.

Bran smiled standing next to her "Why is it so fascinating?" He asked looking around at the other pieces of hand crafted necklaces and such. Some of them were really fantastic.

A faint smile touched her face. "Why indeed." despite that she ate a good bit of it not speaking to him again until she was done. She took finshing sip of her drink and stood back up. "Lets go see my brother then." Stepping closer to him

"Yes, of course." He nods before turning and making his way out. Down the hall they travel for what seems like an hour, on and on.. it was unnaturally large. After passing by countless large wooden doors they would come across a pair of giant red-painted ones. Slowly they would both open, and the nameless butler would step aside for her to walk through. Upon looking in all she can see are rows and rows of gigantic book shelves.

She would step into the room, and automatically she could feel the eyes of many upon her. As she walks down the velvet carpet-covered walkway, she could vaguely make out figures within the halls of the book shelves. It was almost suffocating, as though there were great power here, something ancient and sacred. As she makes it to the end, there is a black curtain she must pass through, and upon doing so she can see that large desk where Victor sits.. clad in silver armor. His long dark hair always taken care of so it falls straight behind his back and over his shoulders. His nose and chin came to delicate points, while those full, feminine lips were painted, the top crimson, the bottom black. And through those thin bangs this pair of lavender eyes would peer, now shifting into a bright green upon her appearance. Nearby upon their knees were seven heavily armored soldiers in their silver armor, always waiting for his command. Behind him was another bookshelf, this one covers the whole wall, and she can feel ancient powers emanating from the area behind him as well, as it seems this is where he keeps all of his most important findings. Remaining sitting where he is, that man would watch her, resting his chin upon the back of a gauntlet-clad hand. "Welcome Sister.. I see you have returned, and for what reason would this be?" His smile was slow to form, but it slithered upon his face either way.

((sorry about that))

Bran nodded "Well then lets get it eh." He said as he handed the woman behind the stand some shillings and she set the necklace in her hands. "Come on lets head back home and see what Athyln is up too." He said

((Don't worry))

Asuard had no chance to refuse his offer, but she gladly took the necklace and thanked him. She nodded and followed him back, "Did Ruckus come up with a plan to find Athlyn?"