She smiled as she read the letter, no doubt due to some hidden meaning the others would be unable to discern, then passed the parchment on to the nearest of the five, which just happened to be Solomon in his chair. "There are rooms and beds upstairs. Try not to fight too much over who gets which ones." She moved to the bar and poured herself a drink, then took a seat at Solomon's table, waiting until he finished reading to speak. "Tell me, why do you feel it necessary to carry so many weapons? Would it not help to remain inconspicuous, rather than drawing the attention of every guard that lays his eyes on you?" She fingered the lip of her mug as she spoke, then eyed him curiously as she waited for his reply.