The pony… lion…. thing was talking to an ordinary orange pegasus in similar armour who had her foreleg around a spear with a banner attached. He could vaguely make out a device of a silver shield with a grey lion pony rampant on a dark grey field. He was also made uncomfortably aware of a tall yellow, two toned-green maned pegasus three tables away to his right with emerald eyes. Literally, her irises looked like there were actual emeralds. The mare wore pale blue, intricate, light armour and what looked to be some cloth shaffron disguising most of her face. She seemed to be studying the human and only looked away when Handy made it a point to turn his hooded head in her direction.