Aclodava
Artisan
As the carriage pulls up in front of the Arcane Sanctum, Zanthia shakes her head and focuses on now. Gathering her things, she pulls her cloak tightly against the cold wind and alights from the carriage, quickly heading for the doors and warmth inside. Wherever they were going, it HAD to be warmer than Calenhelm.
Zanthia walks up to the desk. "Please let ArchMage Az'Caine know that I am here, as requested."
Zanthia walks up to the desk. "Please let ArchMage Az'Caine know that I am here, as requested."