Ssarak and Meirin were just finishing their warm-up stretches, and were just about to begin their exercises a small, bird-like metal construct flew into the room, followed quickly by another. They were both golems of the type that Uicle often used as messengers, and Ssarak could have expected, they flew straight to them. He listened to the message Uicle had for him, and was honestly surprised in more ways than one. He would not have guessed that the college would send students, instead of staff, for something as delicate as questioning diplomats, though he supposed he had been of service to the college on multiple occasions. What was more surprising, however, was that Uicle would select [i]him[/i], of all people, to speak to the Esyire diplomats. 

Letting out a sigh, Ssarak ran his hand down one side of his snout. [color=f7941d]"I can give recommendations for mercenaries, but questioning the Esyire diplomats...Uicle knows I am in exile for [i]war crimes[/i]."[/color] He commented to Meirin disheartenedly. [color=f7941d]"Well, I imagine Uicle is rather busy at the moment, so he may not have thought it through. It does sound important, and rather worrying, honestly. I did not know of this political strife in my homeland; it must be recent. And I suppose you have your task as well. I wonder if those killings are related to what we uncovered?"[/color]

Ssarak stood up and grabbed his vest before turning back to Meirin. [color=f7941d]"I suppose today will not be as care-free as we thought, but we should certainly meet again later. Hopefully we will be free before the feast, but at least I will see you there. I am committed to enjoying this day, preferably with you."[/color] He said with a smile.

Instead of immediately searching for the diplomats, Ssarak headed back to his room to make himself more presentable. Armor would be the formal attire of a warrior, but he felt it would be best not to appear potentially threatening, especially if any of them recognized who he was. From what he recalled of seeing them in the halls, most diplomats were not heavily armored, so it would probably be best to match their attire. Unfortunately, he did not possess anything specifically formal, but he did at least have a clean tunic and leather pants. One difference from the previous year was that many more people at the college, visitors and residents alike, were armed in some capacity, likely because of the demon attack. As such, Ssarak felt it appropriate to carry his sword sheathed on his hip. Swords, unlike most polearms, had a certain formal appearance to them, which could help with his overall presentation. 

It took some time for Ssarak to discern where the Esyire diplomats actually were, as the golem had neglected to mention their locations. But, after taking the time to ask a gargoyle, he made his way to the main hall. Luckily, there were rather few Esyire overall at the college, so one he was in the correct room, it was not difficult to locate the two groups. Both of them were on opposite sides of the room from one another, and both of which consisted of only two individuals. Since he did not recognize any of them, he simply approached the one closest to him. 

As he walked up to the pair, he noted that one of the Esyire was young, while the other, who he assumed to be the diplomat, was notably older. The younger one was obviously of clima mageblood, which did mean there was a strong chance he was of clan Dyre, though it was not guaranteed. The older one was of course of obligatio mageblood, as Ssarak would expect of a Jev diplomat. Since the feast was a reasonably formal event, Ssarak maintained a respectful posture, but not overbearingly so. He wanted the diplomat to see him approach as a simple student, not as an official representative of the college. If he wanted to actually learn anything useful, he did not want the diplomat to be speaking through a filter. [color=f7941d]"Greetings, would you happen to be the representative from the Scorched Lands?"[/color] He asked, maintaining a polite tone.