Already the meeting was off to an interesting start. Walter sat, looking between the various parties through his conduit before taking a calm sip from his drink. He gave a slight closed mouth chuckle, vaguely gesturing in the bird monster man's general direction.

"Ah Twilight, never pegged you as the type of guy to import his plans from the Stormlands. Guess there's times even I'm wrong."

He chided the large feathered menace of a man with a condescending tone, a venomous smirk tugging at the side. He then turned towards Ricardo, his smile dimming and giving way to a more serious expression.

"Look, let's stop pretending to ignore the obvious answers here. Either we get some unluck- er, 'Brave souls', to go in and figure out what was in that plane and if anything from it's still alive or we don't. Either which way we better be ready for some angry letters from the Order."

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He turned to face the group at the table as a whole as best he could, speaking quite matter-of-factly to the lot.

"Let me be straight forward with you all, I've always been quite curious as to what was up with the rift over the Reaping Grounds. While the rifts haven't been giving out powers quite like they used to if that rift has been guarded so well thus far I'm willing to bet there's something valuable there. Even without the plane incident involved I think it's about time somebody got some knowledge back on what the heck is going on down there. After all, it's kept to itself thus far but how do we know whatever's chopping people up down there won't suddenly come loose out here?"

He took the moment to wait, gauging the group's reactions while he stood by to hear a response.