Things had been far too stagnant for much too long. More importantly, they had been completely devoid of Callid's influence. Hiding away in his hole of a mansion did him no good in the struggle for power, no matter how much magical theory he studied and practiced. The time for Callid to stir things up was well overdue and thus he had emerged once again to promote a wide array of underhanded dealings. He was headed straight to the source this time to gain some better information and perhaps sow a bit of chaos if he could.
He knew Williams had abdicated his position all those months ago and the power structure had changed. How vastly it had changed remained unclear, though if Callid had to guess the chain of command was certainly much weaker given the state of flux. That was exactly how he liked it and he believed he could easily take advantage of the current state of affairs. The first thing to do however was find somebody. It could really be anyone from the lowest peon to the Lord commander himself, Callid didn't much care. As he apparated outside of Puxley he stared up at the manor with a smirk on his face. It was time for the games to begin.
He strolled up to the manor, the meeting place more many a Death Eater and current seat of the government. Surely this would be the place to start ferreting out some information. He entered the foyer and strolled about the halls looking to see who was around. He half expected to be stopped by somebody somewhere, but nobody had yet to show their face to him yet. It certainly wasn't particularly well protected for a governmental body, but then again being a Death Eater had indeed let him enter effortlessly. He entered the room where meetings had always taken place, the long table accentuating the center of the room. Still, however, he had yet to run into anybody. He leaned back against the wall next to the door frame and decided to listen and wait. Somebody would be along eventually no doubt.