(everyone pretty much arrived and some people are talking,i'm a little behind on everything else)

(Everyone is in the same room, the girls are all talking and the men are in a group to themselves.)

Before she could introduce herself to the remaining people an elderly man made his way into the room. His hair was grey not to mention thinning yet he sported a small beard that was well trimmed, it too was a grey color. He made his way into the room though with a smile upon his face, then stopped clapping his hands together loudly. "Welcome! Welcome!" He chuckled. "It's been so long since we have seen such Wielders. I will make this short though. I'm very pleased you all arrived here safely and without harm. Please will you all join me for dinner?" He beaconed them to follow as he led them all to the fine dinning room. The table was clear saved for a cup and some silverware. "Please take a seat!" He made his way forward waiting for one the girls to choose a seat. Gwen followed in his example as well as Sebastian. Edriel followed him allowing the red eyed man to pull her chair out and push it in for her when she was seated.

She followed curiously. "What are these things..?" She muttered

She went and took a seat..she looked at the others..,

Hali took a seat as instructed, at once her eyes searching for any water for her to drink. She almost reached up to touch the symbol on her head but refrained from doing so, shaking her head. The strands in her hair changed a pale blue as she coughed out her introduction. "Hali, I'm the Trident Weilder."

Calliope took a seat at the table, fidgetting with her tail feathers as she sat, attempting to sit normally rather than how birdmen often sat in hopes she would look more normal to the others. It was fairly hard to sit normally on the chair when her legs bent the wrong way

The president pulled the chair out for the girl that introduced herself as Hali, before taking his own seat that the end of the table. Gwen helped the bird like woman before bending down to the small cat like Jungle Folk. "May I?" He asked before offering to pick you up and put her in the chair. Sebastian watched this before slowly making his way to the other side of the table and taking a seat.

"Fine," Vulri groaned, unwillingly accepting the help. "These stupid things are slicker than a grease-covered beetle wing." She muttered

Gwen smiled and picked her placing her on a booster seat. "Paws not claws, it might he easier that way." He suggested before making his way to his own seat.
"Let's start with introductions then. Would the Jungle Folk start us off?" The president said with a smile as the appetizers woere handed out, each of the weilders choosing. Sebastian looked down at the bowl of seemingly tomato soup, sighing a bit to himself. Blood, blood again....