Circle Tower, Kinloch Hold, Monday Morning Fandom Time

The sun was still rising when a Templar summoned Anders to Irving's office. He went with decidedly mixed feelings: He had no idea what he was going to hear. Surviving his Harrowing was a source of some pride, yes -- but it also felt like a chain binding him to the Circle for life.

He noticed during his walk that the number of Templars standing guard outside his cell had diminished considerably from the day before. He supposed that was a good sign.

"Good morning, ser," he greeted Irving, as the man seemed uninterested in looking up from his reading. "You wanted to see me?"

Irving smiled apologetically and set his papers down. "I did," he said. "Sit down, I'm sure it's not a surprise that we still need to talk."

( Judgement. )

[OOC: NFI and NFB due to distance.]