Sheoth-Servant

The rain… It never seems to stop. Drenching the world in its endless torrent. Misery slowly follows, avoiding it is impossible. Soon to be known to a city of Mages, one in distress. I'm going to be late.  I should probably worry about that.  I can't bring myself that low to worry about being late.  Ehh they can do without me, I don't need to come. He always goes through this exchange with himself, but ends up going.  After all, the head of the Council of Mages needs to be present for anything to happen.  Even if he does nothing while at the Council Chambers. Meka Creyes, age 30, 5'11'', was making his way towards the meeting for