Inside of a dark room, two figures sat, only their silhouettes formed. One sat in a clearly dominant pose, giving off an aura of respect and fear, while the other was slightly docile, shoulders slumped and head bowed.
"Tonight, something enters the city," the leader said. "I hope you know what it is?"
"Yes, my lord. Everything has been set. The preparations are in place, and the material will be entering through the Crimson Auction House."
"That means everything is going as planned," he replied.
"Indeed. It was impossible for us to get it into a main city like Ravenhold without using some sort of cover-up method, so we met with one of our great merchants, one who buys from all kingdoms. He is one of the best suppliers of the Crimson Auction House, and he was able to have the material placed into one of his sword artifacts," the man said.
