Thayer is the richest here tonight and he made sure everyone knew it. Everything he wore was brought back from a very high floor, made from materials that they all envied.
He didn't know the reason for this party exactly. Except for the part that he forced it by spreading rumors for the past two weeks that Lord Ola has gone so broke he couldn't afford a party.
Rumors like that it's not put down can and will affect one's image, especially when you're trying to capture the eyes of investors. Lord Ola is a businessman, even though he's also a rotten-to-the-core bastard of a Cult member.
Thayer didn't want to get involved with the Chaos Cult because they could ruin him, but then, he always liked just a hint of danger in anything he did. That's what attracted him to Litha and Temur, then Jael.
They have that aura of danger around them. The amount he's spent on this case should but a floor. Thayer smiled at his thoughts. Maybe not a floor, but a quarter?
"Lord Thayer?"
The title of 'Lord' in the Tower isn't about royalty; it's an acceptance that the individual is powerful. Or wealthy on such a floor. Thayer Argent is very wealthy and has a powerful Iron of his set.
They know the potential he carries and doesn't want to offend someone who might reach high in the Tower. Or they just simply don't want to piss off an Argent.
"Yes...Lord Owen." Thayer smiled softly at the surprise on the man's face. He's good at that, quickly memorizing people's names and knowing little about them. Especially if he's going to an event, it just makes everything simple. "Are you maybe here about the spatial shelves your company handles...."
Lord Owen relaxed immensely and got into a business mode, trying his best to sell himself. Thayer used that to stop others from coming towards him and to survey the room. His eyes took everyone in, looking for one person in particular.
He didn't know if he was here, and that's what he wanted to find out in the first place. Just where are you Kaelith? He looked towards the head of the room, and his eyes caught someone who stood out in a very not-so-obvious way.
"Now the hard part. I must protect the most golden and precious thing– my heart." Thayer watched as Kaelith began to make his way towards him.
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Litha couldn't sleep, she had a hunch that something might happen today that, something she would not like. She shifted inside the orb.
Looking out, she saw Kaidos, who was glaring at Orb. "What is it again, you Necromancer's dog."
She taunted, this wasn't the first time she'll be doing so. Anytime Kaelith isn't here she'll jab at him until he either stormed off with his gangs or threatened her.
"You'll get what's coming for you soon, bitch! You can't escape it! Once Kaelith is done playing with you, I'll get you in my hands and I won't let you know the end of it!"
And Litha knew he would; this is not an empty threat. "You'll be dead by the time my friends get here."
"Not before we find them first. Look around; even they won't be able to defeat this much, not to talk of Kaelith himself!" Kaidos is surrounded by Awakeners bond to him by blood contract. He also renewed his horde of life forces by forcing the slaves to make a contract with him and then break it.
Litha has been forced to watch everything, and it gets her blood boiling. That was one of the things she held on to in this prison, the anger, the desire to return what was inflicted. She huffed.
"Then you don't know us, we are the most powerful Iron of our set. Even you can't hold a candle....." Litha didn't know if that was the truth, but she knew they were up there.
Suddenly, Kaidos leaped up from his seat, and his eyes darkened. "Someone just trespassed. It's certainly not Kaelith; you two go and bring me the person or their head."
Up above in the orb, Litha's heart began to pound very fast.