Haidar was the next through the portal, with the rest of the Kraken Guard in two rows of three behind him. The enormous horse-king looked down at the jester from atop his mount, eyeing her with anger-tinged curiosity. "The Queen of Theiri requests my presence... then sends a fool to greet me?" he accused, clutching the reins of his stallion tightly in his left hand. In the right, he held the long-handled trident that was his weapon of choice on horseback, but he was armed to the teeth; bow, arrows, sword, and dagger all adorned his person. His thick, tattooed arms tightened as he grit his teeth, already nearing a rage at the perceived slight. The motions of his face caused his thick, black beard to almost dance upon his face.<br/><br/>The rest of their party filed through the portal, and the old, experienced stablemaster began to collect the horses with the help of two assistants. All except Hellfire, for Haidar had not dismounted. His dark eyes still bored into Erin. If the jester did not find a way to diffuse his growing anger...