[ elena's guard immediately lets her go to grasp his wrist and swear loudly in pain, as he turns an incredulous stare at her. "What the hell, lady??" it attracts the attention of myri's guard, but he doesn't get a chance to say anything before she's asking him a question. he glances that way and says distractedly: "Uh, clients of Mr. Becksworth. New artists and their agents. He's been out doin' some kind of recruiting drive for months."

over the earpiece, it's sir chessing's voice that cuts in this time: ]

Sarandis is here as well. He arrived earlier and I've been monitoring his movements. Clearly, if he was on the list of names Sir Samcelot just recovered, he was likely waiting for these others to arrive.

Thomas and I will use the ducts to monitor the meeting. We should be able to broadcast audio - perhaps even video, for the team to view live. We've no idea how dangerous these players in the game are... I would advise finding a way to return to the hotel and maintain your distance, for now.