(Jsurt like. Walk up to us and announc eyour oresence)

(Necto, heres your opening. Jsut have your character walk up to the group and like. Talk to Finn or Hypatia or sowmthing.)

Finn glanced around as they kept moving forward. "Where is that third guard...? I know there's a third guard that's suppsoed to meet us here" he muttered, trying to catch the attention of any lone guards. Most would shake their head as theyw erent assigned to the same group of prisoners as Finn.

Lishian jsut wanted to know what weirs gruel was for breakfast. "I hope its the one that tastes like banana." He muttered to whoever was behind him.

Ilvania managed to get there, somewhat disorganized. Her stance and her state of breathing suggested that she ran all the way here in a hurry. "F-Finally."

Ivan immediately sized up this new guard, his plans changing radically as he weighed the possibilities.

Damon calmly sizes the guard up trying to determine if the new guard was cruel or not. After all he had time to kill during the walk.

She got in a more confident position, before giving a small head bow. "I apologize for being late," she said, although quickly. It seemed Ilvania was new to this thing.

Damon notices how new the guard seems to be and wonders how this would play out.

"Took you long enough." Finn huffed, only zlowing down enough for the extra guars to catch up before elasing the group into the dining area. "Try npt to be to alte next time, you're lucky we need gusrds mroe then absentees due to punishment at the moment."

Finn led the group to one of thr many long tables in the room, tapping his foot and waiting, watching as other groups filed in.



Lishian plopepd down. "Oh finally, food."

"Shut it, Blondie." Finn grumbled.

" ....im not even blond- silvwr and blonde are not the same ive explaiend this before-"

She cracked a worried smile in response.