Phaedra smiled her sweet smile at Zedd as he groaned his appreciation of her bread, and nodded when he asked if she baked it herself.<br/><br/>"Yes I bake all my own bread.  I prepared the cheese too, so how do you like that?"<br/><br/>Whilst she was speaking she felt the tension in the atmosphere abate slightly, as the other two men backed down from each other, and she was pleased to see Feldor approach and sit next to her.  She handed him a chunck of the bread and a slice of cheese.<br/><br/>She gave a soft laugh at his words.  "No apology necessary!  I doubt I've been sent her to offset your make egos, Feldor, probably more likely to feed you!  I'm certainly very different from all of you, I'm no warrior.  It will be very interesting to see exactly what it is the gods and goddesses want of us, I'm sure.  I'm Phaedra, by the way."<br/><br/>She looked up at the only one of their company not to have taken his place on the ground with them, wondering if he would join them or not.  She decided not to say anything more, it was his choice, and if he decided not to eat with them, well it was his loss, even if she said so herself.  The bread was good, and she was particularly pleased with the creamy texture of the cheese. It had matured well, and had a good mellow flavour, with just the right amount of salt.<br/><br/>She turned her attention back to the two men seated with her.  "So were you given any information as to why we were summoned here?  I'm very much in the dark, so if you have any ideas, I'd be very grateful to hear them.<br/><br/>