Ashes of an Empire

Ignita was itching to get back to some kind of work while she recovered from her accident. And she had ample opportunity to brush up her doodling and scribbling skills while she rested. When Basilisk told her the job he had for her, a journey to be his scribe for an import meeting she didn't care she was still recovering, she was eager to prove her worth and do what she did best.

She sketched a map as they went along, and made notes of the spires of the castle as they came into view.

She entered the meeting room trying her best to be as unassuming and inconspicuous as she could, which was a little easy to be missed next to the towering Warlord, grateful for Basilisks assistance as she limped with her back leg still in a splint.

She added what she could see of the awesome awesome map before them to her own, making notes of the imagery chosen for each pack, and the leader. She would silently scribble and doodle along as the meeting went. On her best behavior. Taking as many notes as she could.

"Ignita"