"Yes sir," sid Atara, stepping around what seemed to be possibly escalating into a testosterone grudge match to follow the head of the company outside. Her eyes widened at the old man's  supposed 'magic'. She didn't believe in magic but that had to have come from some some sort of power. She decided not to ask about the 'magic' and to try another tactic. "I've never heard of Afaledon before. Where is it exactly, and who's in charge here?"