[i]The palace was a particularly massive place, the walls that surrounded the overshadowing building spiked and as old as the greater ones around the mighty city. The blood red banners of dragons soared high above, with Khaomite servants and guardsmen traversing throughout the palace, nobles gathering to discuss political affairs.[/i] "Ms. Elizabeth?" [i]A feminine voice would speak to Traci, as a taller, robed woman would speak to her. Her robe was of a light satin, her form seemingly built for athleticism beyond the mage-like garb. The woman's dirty blonde hair was braided around her neck, as she nodded towards Traci.[/i] "I suppose that you are here for our discussion?"