[center][h3][color=8F9779]Cormorant Sanders[/color][/h3]
[@Caits][@Joshua Tamashii][@Zarkun][/center]

Frenzy Plant's elderly general gave a short laugh.  [color=8F9779]”Not such a long journey aboard an airship, but I'll gladly accept a drink of water.”[/color]  His escort waited, looking around idly at the sights of the rambunctious Phoenix Wing guild hall with a mixture of patronization and disinterest, while Sanders received a glass.  With it in hand he followed Jamie and Fraquar to a back room, and at the door motioned for his soldiers to remain outside as guards.  Knowing they were free to sit as well as stand, the four adopted somewhat more casual positions near the doorway, on guard but not too stuffy in manner.  

Once inside, Sanders seated himself—the last to due so, no doubt on account of his age.  Once properly situated, he took a sip of his beverage before interlacing his fingers and looking toward the individual who had arranged this notable assembly.  [color=8F9779]”So, what is it that you have to share with us that is of such grave importance, Mrs. Beltras?”[/color]  Though polite as they came, his manner suggested that he expected something of nothing less than astronomical significance to warrant his physical presence abroad.