Emerging from the map room with a scowl on his face soon after everyone had assembled, Amron moves to his chair and stands next to it, the tension of the moment clear on the way he stands, his hand on the back of his chair so tight that the knuckles are slightly whitened.<br/><br/>Looking over each of them he does not speak until he has taken a quick count on who is there.  With no lead in what so ever he starts, his voice carrying the threat and tension his body shows, "We have had a breach in our secrecy.  It seems that Petra, our representative in the Bard's district has discovered that his second, Kaiel, has decided that it was more lucrative to speak to the towns guard.  My understanding is that not only did he give them access to some of our caches, which we now have to move and replenish, but was also speaking of who other members were, and had even been over heard arranging to sell out the headquarters of the district."<br/><br/>Pointing to Petra he says, "Bring him out, his life for me is forfeit, but it is not my choice or my order, it is a matter for you all to decide his fate", his eyes shifting as the man is brought out, giving a clear look that could have cut his throat from there.<br/><br/>Amron points to a chair and the man is placed in it, sitting between two of the thirteen across the table from him.  Amron continues to look at him and then to the others, "I will not chose his fate, that is your task, be quick though, the Bard's district has to get to work to repair damage."<br/><br/>He turns then and moves away, the anger in him almost palpable in the chamber.