This was it. The crowd was standing outside the ropes, talking amongst themselves as they waited. The witnesses and others who would be testifying were gathered, all awaiting this trial that would, hopefully, provide an ending to this sordid affair. They had several tables and chairs set up, mostly for the benefit of Najirra, as he likely would not want or be able to stand for such an extended period. A few of the others, had already taken their seats, but Meesei remained standing for the moment, as she needed to calm the crowd to begin the trial.

Taking the staff Darahil had enchanted, Meesei stood in the center of the room, between the three tables. She needed only to strike it twice against the ground to grab the attention of the crowd, who had been waiting anxiously for this moment for days. "I regret that we all have to be here today, deciding the guilt of one who has been accused of a most terrible crime. The judge for this trial was selected before any accusation of guilt was made, and it is my hope that you will recognize him as one capable of fairly adjudicating this trial."

As she finished speaking, Meesei motioned to one of the entrances, which had been blocked off from most of the crowd. Najirra emerged from the door, with his daughters to help him move around, though they were dismissed once they had helped him into his chair. Meesei was not sure of what kind of reaction to expect from the crowd upon seeing him. From what she understood, this was likely the first time many of them had even seen him outside his room. But, she did not doubt that he was the best choice for this position. He had no aspirations for power, no special loyalty to any particular lieutenant, and no grudge against any of them as well. Out of everyone in the clan, he was the least likely to be influenced by any outside pressure. Given hid advanced age, even threatening him with death was not likely to be effective. Before taking her seat, Meesei gave the staff to Najirra, as he was now in charge of the trial.