Somehow, even the early morning start had not prevented Marod from turning up looking sprightly and well groomed. He wore the same attire as yesterday, and the same smile, but maintained the same presence in his posture as could be expected of a representative of the Empire of Cyrodiil.

Lunise was similarly prepared, having applied make-up to cover the dark patches under her eyes. However, she was apparently less happy to be there. A detail only Meesei knew to be untrue.

The rest of the council put on an especially professional face. None looked uneasy around the speakers for the greater nations of Tamriel, though the usual honest visage between friends in other council meetings was boarded up with good manners and strong faces.

To Saras' question, Marod looked pointedly at Lunise first, gesturing politely to go first.

Lunise kept her hands clasped on her lap. "I believe I am as informed as required," she said.

Marod took a quick breath. "I spent some time gathering the details with the champion prior to this meeting. I believe she has filled me in on just about everything." He gave Meesei a thankful smile, before spreading his hands and looking around the council. "There is one detail that I feel dreadfully sorry to look over initially, and that, I think, is introductions. I believe there are some in attendance Lunise or I have not met before."

As was to be expected of Marod, he perceived the tension in the council and sought to slacken it.