Ashen Heron reviewed the detailed reports of the guard, all entrances secured, all "guests" secluded and isolated for induction. He had reviewed the quartering of the underlings, though this group had a larger contingent of staff and guests of the abridged Captain than their normal inductees. Securing a dozen more guards for the meal and festivities, for it seemed that an impromptu talent show was being offered, had been no problem. Now Ashen Heron could delay no longer, the meal must be joined. As he entered he noticed that though their host was still seated at the head of the table, the Captain seemed to be carousing off to the side. Umari wasn't happy.<br/><br/>The guard captain crossed the small distance from the doorway to the planning meal with but a few steps of his impressive stride. Standing almost even with the Captain at 6'1" his squared shoulders, military bent and stride, and willingness to arrive at a formal dinner in full battle array challenge even the most relaxed to forget they are in a military installation. Dropping to a knee before Umari, the captain awaits his liege's leave before taking his seat among the newcomers, a nod encouraging the attendants to serve him as he listens for the tales to entertain next.