[Bureau Office] To Bring Glory To That Which Is Closest To Our Heart (Anda)

[Atl Myrsa]

Kalendryas 47 brightening Era XIV PF, Era II Reign of the Regent Milo L'Evienne

The Offices of the Lord Imperial Magus could be found on the top floor of the Arcane Bureau. The stairs lead to a solid oak door that was rather plain except for a circle in the middle that was divided into seven sections each showing a symbol of a different sphere of arcane. The only other future of the room was a man standing outside of the door. He appeared to be youngish in his twenties and human. The man was dressed in red and black with the crest of the Imperial Magus on his breast. Underneath his surecoat was a set of armor and a blade at his other side. The Guards was the physical defense and the a field against spell casting was the primary arcane defense.

The room beyond was a large and comfortable. The primary feature of the room was a large desk. Made of solid oak there were strange images carved along the sides that from the door were hard to see. The light in the room seemed to mostly be drawn there. The desk itself was clean except for a couple folders that were placed into a pile right next to were the occupant worked.

Behind the desk was a large window that took up the whole of the wall. Images showing the last battle of Diana seemed to dance across the glass. Placed in the center of the large window was a map of the Empire with markings for all of the cities and mountians and major rivers of the Empire.

Two more desks occupied the room. Located next to the door. Situated so that the occupents could look at the main desk these two were also carved from rich oak. One was completely clean and another was covered in folders and papers.

One of the remaining walls was completely covered in book selves. They seemed to be almost groaning from the weight of all of the books. Most were normal sized that one would expect to find any were else. A few were small things, and some were so large children could be squashed by them.

The last wall held a fire place that was currently ablaze giving off light and warmth in the cold winter. Four chairs were positioned around the fire each with a little end table between them. They were richly embroidered with geometric patterns on them. One last table sat next to the fire place with a pot of tea, glasses, and a couple bodels sitting on it.


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The entrance to the Bureau was designed to greet visitors. Polished wooden boards covered the floor. On the floor was a soft and large black and red silk carpet that stretched down the middle of the chamber towards the back of the room. Located in the center of the carpet was the crest of the bureau of the Arcane. Either side of the carpet was flanked by a couch made of cherry wood and polished till they gleamed. The couches were also over stuffed and had flora patterns in reds and gold.

At the end of the carpet was a large desk also made of the same polished cherry wood as the couches. The owner of the desk was a young elf female. She was sitting behind the desk filling out paper work seeming to be very bus but as visitor approached the desk she would stand and bow to them. While clearly and elf, she lacked the elven beauty that so marked the race, she wasn’t ugly, but almost plain looking. Her skin a dark grey that was off set by her black hair and light brown eyes.

"Serale Visitor. How may I help you?"

[Andavariel]

New come from her place of rest, elsewhere in Prime, the Governor of one of the quieter Provinces had at last made her appearance in the capital of the Empire. She affected no modesty on her arrival - the coach and horses were befitting her station, although hired rather than owned, and there were servants enough to befit one of her station.

It remained typically unfussy though. The red haired woman did not permit any servant to announce her, nor give undue deference to the servant of someone who would now be regarded as an equal - her former thane.

"I am sure the Imperial Magus is expecting me, if you are as good at your job as I am sure Lord Myrsa trusts you to be, you know my name." The voice was not imperious, but kind and musical in it's odd lilt. The red-haired woman was one of power, and used to holding it. "I hope my friend has not forgotten our engagement." Her personal servants were of course liveried in the red and gold of Lauryl, a crest that no servant of Atl's was likely forget quickly.

[Atl Myrsa]

The lady looked up and tok in her auburn hair and nodded her head. "Oh course your Excellency." She stood up and rang a bell. Her brown eyes looked back as a young human walked forward and nodded her head. He appeared to be some were between sixteen and seventeen. He came forward and bowed to each of the woman before him. His blond hair was cut short, and his blue eyes showed interest and intelligances. "Please take her Excellency to His Imperial Excellency's office."

"Oh course. Please follow me you Excellency." He lead his up the stairs. Sam smiled as they passed him and entered into the chamber. "Your Imperial Excellency...." He was cut off as Atl came around the desk.

"Lady Andavariel." Atl said holding out his hands to take her in greeting. "It is wonderful to see you again." He nodded towards the page. "Thank you Richard." The page nodded back and exited the room. "My lady I am so glade you could come. Please take a seat, would you like some wine or tea?" He asked as motioned for her to take a seat. "How was your journy?"