[center] [h3] Lilith Merdox [/h3] [/center]
	Lilith sat on one side of the room, with her back to the wall, steadily running a whetstone down her sword. It was strange but the rasp sound helped to calm her somewhat. Without breaking her rhythm she shifted slightly so she was more comfortable. [i]I'm really not a fan of crowds.[/i] She admitted to herself. [i]People are easier to deal with on a battlefield, you either kill them or help them kill others. [/i] 

	She studied the people she would be with for the duration of this mission, still sharpening her sword without looking due to long years of practice.  Most of the people gathered here had that thin, lightly armored appearance that marked them as mages. [i]Not many front-liners here, that's not a good thing. What's the use of support if there is no one to support.[/i] She counted two healers [i]Not many healers either. If we run into some cavalry or fliers this could go bad fast. Fortunately we have at least one archer and she looks skilled.[/i] She felt no urge to go talk to anyone, so she continued to take care of her weapons and armor.