The Intolerable Clock: A Non-Canon Hexarchate RPG

“Yes,” Virmad has time to agree with Sulen before the door opens. The office looks, he has to say, better now, with plainer decor. He’s still half-waiting for an invitation to enter before he remembers that, right Sasha‘s a foreigner. Feeling a little awkward, he steps inside. “You wanted to speak to me — to us?”