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Siran bowed. "Hello. I'll have Kell set you up in your rooms. Follow me." Siran led them into his manor, and the first room, the grand hall, was files with tapestries and paintings, decorated like the home of the highest nobility. The tapestries were of some unrecognizable origin. "Kell!" He called.

A human fellow came rushing out of the dining hall, tall and muscular, hair shaggy and face stubbled. He proceded to fall flat on his face, but quickly pulled himself to his feet with only some minor cursing. "Yes sir?" He asked.

"This is Cormac, and this is Wyn. Please, show them to their rooms and get them settled in."

"Will do!" Kell took their bags and led them up a grand, spiraling stairwell, and led them to a room on the second floor. "I'm Kell." He said. "Hope you like your room! I just cleaned it this morning." He opened the door, and showed them their room. As elegant and noble as the rest of the manor, the room was laden with portraits, tapestries, small golden statues on shelves, exotic flowers, and a bed large enough for several people, with clean white sheets, a soft blanket, and fluffy pillows.

Kell placed their bags on the bed, and walked back toward the door. "Let me know if you need anything, yeah?" He called over his shoulder.