[color=7da7db][h3]Varrus Volkanon[/h3][/color]

	Varrus sighed heavily as everyone carried on with their introductions, none seeming to have knowledge of their current situation or how they arrived here. [i]'It's possibly a trick, but if they are telling the truth... They're in no better position then I.'[/i] As his focus shifted from the people to the room, he'd pay very close attention to the heavily armored female as she grabbed a torch from the wall. Gripping tightly onto his blade's pommel, he'd step towards her flank- though keeping in mind to stay a couple steps behind. Looking over his shoulder to those behind them, Varrus plotted and planned.

	"[color=7ea7d8]As much as I'd like to sit and stratigize, the lady has the right idea. We have very little information where we currently are, and without anyone coming forward,[/color]" At this, he'd intentionally pause. He waited a moment to see if anyone looked suspicious or wary at this remark, "[color=7ea7d8]The only thing we can do is find this information out on our own. Even if we run into a dead end, it's more than what we know now.[/color]" As he prepared to step forward once more, a sudden revelation gave him pause. He had been in the habit of commanding soldiers, many who had seen and survived battle under his guidance... He couldn't say the same for the rest.

	"[color=7ea7d8]If you're not familiar with a weapon or it's business end, stagger behind. Be mindful: the further you are, the longer it will take to support you. Couple yourself with a healer and cover them. They may wind up saving lives as well as your own.[/color]" With that his attention would focus forward once more, his eyes scanning everything lit by the subtle light of the torch as he followed closely behind the well armored woman.