[ when faye makes her way to the round table room, she'd hear voices at the end of the hall, in the large circular chamber. one is certainly wynn, and the other unmistakably christos. all she'd manage to catch is the former saying "--whatever is necessary, although as always, I respect your judgment on the matter." as she enters, the conversation halts, wynn smoothly looking over christos' shoulder towards faye, and the drow casting an irritated glance back to see who's interrupting. ]
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