“Please, sit Dark One,” said Kassaah as he pointed to a pile of cushions sitting beside a low, circular table.
“Thank you Kassaah. As always your hospitality is most appreciated,” replied Hagen.
Kassaah laughed, a high pitched tittering sound that wasn’t too far removed from the sound of nails on a chalkboard, and said, “you usually enjoy our hospitality at our peril. It is a refreshing change to have actually invited you here.”
“There is no reason for us to be enemies today Kassaah. In fact, I have brought with me a gift for your time,” Hagen said before he slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, leather covered box.