[Eyvind Redbeard]

It was almost midday, Eyvind had woke up earlier and was on his library leaning over a large square table with the map of the Empire engraved on it. He had spend the whole morning viewing reports and lists of supplies and save for a brief pause that he had used to visit Derick's store he had been immersed on his work the whole time. From time to time Fiona, his cook and housekeeper and loyal dwarven lady had come to check upon him and bring him a glass of water to drink or a piece of fruit to eat. Although being a strict woman and sometimes slightly rude, Fiona knew how to take care of those she worked for.

Pracenda was almost ready, Rainn was playing or doing something near him and the red-haired man had just finished organizing his papers when someone pulled the bell's rope just outside his door. Leaving a pile of parchments over the map table Eyvind turned to Rainn with a fatherly smile.

"Rainn, dear. Could you go see who's ringing the bell?"