You walk along a seemingly endless, majestic corridor until you reach the huge doors leading to the main hall...

Suddenly, before you can open the doors, you are stopped by a voice from the side of you.

"Greetings, I understand you are visiting Asdrubael Vect? My name is Athe-Sier Margorach, I am his advisor. My master is busy right now, but I can give him your message later." a tall, thin Drukhari says in a velvety, almost unnaturally polite voice. Athe-Sier has an aristocratic bearing, and his lips are distorted into something like a slight smile. You are not used to seeing such strangely benevolent Drukhari. His very long black hair flows down his back and shoulders, and his pale skin contrasts with the dark color of his long robes.

Suddenly you notice something strange... In the depths of those blood-ruby colored eyes you notice blue and green flashes, as if you are looking into the impenetrable abyss of the Warp. For a moment, you get the impression that you are trapped by a puppet master... But you try to quickly discard these thoughts. After all, maybe it was just your imagination.