Entering the room is like stepping into a fog bank, but instead of damp chill swirling around her, it's thick tension that presses into Beleth as she steps into the room. Sylaise grant her strength, what was going on here? She takes a few moments to take stock of the...eclectic collection of people gathered in the (increasingly crowded) room, including the rest of the division leaders.

The look on Beleth's face makes it clear that Teren hadn't tried filling her in on the way here. There's only one thing that Beleth is currently sure about: her assumption that this was regarding the events in Nevarra was astonishingly incorrect.

"Well, ah." Boy, is this awkward. "Hello, everyone. I was told there was a private meeting to attend?"

One that has clearly started without her.