@forsakesor Location: Arvandoril
If Ikaros was surprised to see Kesor waiting for him outside the library within Arvandoril, it would've been a lie. He'd been expecting the other Thalasir for a while, if anything because Ikaros had spent a little too much time with the second son as of late. Politics within Avalon were relatively simply, easy – they had the branches, they had the capital, and all of them had no real reason to worry about anything except the imminent corruption of the Laurelin that would render all of their life useless. "Kesor," he gave a quick smile in greeting, though he didn't stop walking towards the Eluvian that would take them to Sylaise's Shore, most likely where the other had come from, "I thought you were in Eterna still."
