Tucking a stray strand of hair behind his ear, Rao opened the door and walked into the room. He glanced around at the people in the room. Calling them eclectic would be generous. The mage slipped his hands into his pockets. "This is the Excalibur thing, right?" he asked, clearly skeptical. His voice was a clear baritone, warm but strong. "Do I have the right place?"