Cold whispers filtered through the crowd that seemed somewhat taken aback by Maybus' anouncement. Who was Munroe? When did she have control. What did she look like. Was she as indomitable as Maybus. Copper brows lifted as she stood behind the drapes & tapestries that were hanging behind Maybus as she made the announcement. Her jade colored eyes flickered as every whisper of doubt was caught within her ear. Her lips pressed together and she crossed her arms. She was unsure whether her return to control would be well recieved. As Maybus stepped aside she decided she would not show herself just them. Let them talk...banter...and doubt what she knew to be an era where greatness would surround the Hall. Only it would have a new name.. a new purpose..and its success would cause a fire to spread amoung the people of the realm. The first three days following the tournaments end, were filled with bustle. The iron gates that closed off the land surrounding the keeps structure were pushed open and the doors to the hall were left unlocked. The Keeps defenses of old were lowered, and their precence was still cold and deadly was felt, but it would not be as threatening as it once was. A massive advertisement went out on thick vellum to every man & woman in the realm, be they of poor or rich stock, that positions within the Halls walls were open for the taking. And those that would fight in the army she was constructing would also be welcome. She was organizing on a grand scale and had many plans that she needed to act upon. Another missive went out within the Hall itself by the Mistress' own hand. To the members of the Hall, she requested a meeting with all who wished to stay on under her control, that very night.
She sat upon the throne like chair on the dias in the main Hall. Her firey mane of locks hung vibrant against her creamy face. From her neck to her toes she was litteraly wrapped in bands and straps of black leather, her sword was sheathed next to her in its floor mount and her hand rested upon it. She looked like a valkyrie, ready to lead the dead to valhalla. Her jade eyes on the doors to see who would come to her first..who would show their loyalty and commitment. And so she sat...waiting
The Realm of Arcadia would hear of the shift in power of one of the more known houses in the (East Wing Castle Realm - we really need a name) and it would cause a ripple. A missive also reached those of the Pelanese Karandian Teuton and Vennish houses...that the Lady Vryçe Griffinsbane wanted to speak on the subject of trade between the realms.
