C13 CODEX

After Codex 50 received the dispatch from Brown, he made haste to the stronghold of Xerxes. The mustering hall lay hidden behind a black door, which Codex 50 pushed open to reveal a room reminiscent of a medieval tavern. The space bustled with fellow codices, some quaffing ale, others devouring victuals, and a few engaging in games of chance. A maiden of eighteen winters