Revenmar had never been much of a talker, really though, in his background it stated that he preferred to listen most of the time when others spoke. Right now was no exception, with all the fuss about what to do he decided it would be best to just shut up and let those with more authority speak.

When Lord Toasty and Lord Nostromo had arrived he had bowed his head in respect. All the Supreme Ones gathered in the same room was something to be excited about, but no one could tell behind that emotionless helmet, just how really happy he was. Nostromo had excellent ideas, to which he had not even thought of. Knowledge is the greatest form of power there was, and to learn was to see the world as it really was. Lord DD, was also right. He couldn't really pick a side to lean on, because on one hand gaining knowledge about your potential enemies was good but strengthening your fortress was also good. So confusing they all were.

LadyPastry's idea was spot on as usual and he was confident in Silva's abilities to protect her from harm. This is what the non heteromorphic races should be doing, sticking together in these difficult times. There he went again, thinking about those damned hetermorphic abominations that flooded the room with their presence. Unknowingly he had put a hand on the hilt of his sheathed sword, as if in anticipation for the events to come. 

When is racial thoughts calmed down he became aware that Lord Toasty had given some jobs out to those present, perhaps now would be a good time to speak up?

He stood up to his full height, posture straight as a board and spoke in a cool voice, [color=gold]"Excuse me, my lords? I was just wondering if there was anything I could do to help? Preferably outside, where I can see the sun? If not I understand, I am after all, your humble servant. Do with me what you will. Thank you, my lords."[/color] Revenmar then bowed graciously, before kneeling again.

The Copper Hall then opened up, and who else would walk in besides Shammura? He turned his head to gaze at her, his intense dislike was apparent as his eyes followed her thought out the room. If there was one creature he despised above all else in the Ragnavault, it was her.