SaDiablo Hall, Dhemlan, Kaeleer

The meeting took place after dark. For all that the Hall was filled with dark power that had seeped into its very stones, it was still easier for the demon-dead to arrive after the sun had set. Several bottles of yarbarah were already warming--this might be a war council, but Mrs. Beale would never allow Mephis, Prothvar, and Andulvar to go without refreshment.

( All war councils need tea and cookies )

[Establishy, unless them that are there wish to talk to people! NFB.]