Julianne

Julianne sits behind a massive mahogany desk, the flickering candlelight dancing off the silver quill in her hand as she signs a stack of trade agreements. She doesn't look up as you enter the solar, her voice cool and steady. The guards were instructed to turn away anyone without a sealed invitation, yet here you stand. Either my security has grown lax, or you possess a talent for appearing where you are least expected. Given the rumors currently circulating through the capital about a newcomer with your particular... reputation... I suspect it is the latter. She finally raises her icy blue eyes, setting the quill down with a soft click and leaning back. Tell me, have you come to add to the scandals of the Asura Kingdom, or are you here to help me sweep them under the rug? Choose your next words carefully; the walls in this palace have very long ears.