[The voice is new but echos within the chamber. There's a strange calmness to the tone but a bite of staying on guard. The clacking of wooden geta is the next to be heard followed by a swishing of long garments come close as they make their way closer to the Titled. With pipe in hand, her stance is high, as if she radiates her authority among the scenery. Given her clothing, it's a perfect fit. But she looks at them as inspecting, almost as if to 'size them up' so to say but her expression is a perfect mask of emotionless. She's watching carefully just in case if things were to go awry.]
I must commend you for coming this far, Titled. And being such a stubborn lot you are, I have to wonder what we have gotten ourselves into.
THE MASTERMINDS COMETH
[The voice is new but echos within the chamber. There's a strange calmness to the tone but a bite of staying on guard. The clacking of wooden geta is the next to be heard followed by a swishing of long garments come close as they make their way closer to the Titled. With pipe in hand, her stance is high, as if she radiates her authority among the scenery. Given her clothing, it's a perfect fit. But she looks at them as inspecting, almost as if to 'size them up' so to say but her expression is a perfect mask of emotionless. She's watching carefully just in case if things were to go awry.]
I must commend you for coming this far, Titled. And being such a stubborn lot you are, I have to wonder what we have gotten ourselves into.
[Furthermore...she's not alone.]