Lye enters from The Ball Room
Nobles familiar with the layout of Iverstead Manor opened the doors to the hallway of the second floor. They flooded down the way and began to settle in various places along the guard rails, near the walls, and some entered suites for privacy. Lye stood just beyond the door and halted. He looked back to see if his quarry would remain in tow or succumb to the chaos. In a way, he also wondered if his presence alone would earn the attention of Stalt and his Mage Hunters.

The thought put a scowl on his face.

He glanced down the hall and set his sights on a room not yet disturbed by the hands of others. After a moment, he would choose that as an area of refuge until the storm settled. Guards or not, Lye could leave at any moment. Lady Fae kept him tethered, and the dripping curiosity of what dark secrets this event held rooted him deeply to the manor. In this chaos, Lye stood to gain so much. Notoriety, connections, intel... Lye knew a wealth of opportunity remained, but his reputation now became the glass they walked upon.

Lye waits for Fae, Tobias, Mage Hunters, and/or guards that may have some questions.