Silet watched intently as the door pulsed with the efforts of the guards, anxious to see if they could actually break through the thick door.  For a few strokes of their battering ram she'd definitely heard splintering; they were about to break through.  Silet stood up, wondering what calibre of warriors she was about to face, second guessing herself.  That window was beginning to look quite tempting...<br/><br/>A surprised cry followed by the dull thud of their battering ram against stone told her something had gone wrong.  Silet sat back down as a scream of pain issued from beyond the warped door, before what sounded like a strong breeze blew past.  A woman's muttering, then a sharp strike knocked the door down, it falling forward with a loud crash.  Silet cursed inwardly.<em>A woman... she had better not have ruined my fun...</em><br/><br/>Silet leaned back in her chair slightly as two women entered the room, eyes pinned to the cleric's body.  Clearly an odd couple, a rogue and a warrior of some sort, by the spear she hazarded a guess at dragoon.  But something was further strange about them.  Silet forced herself not to laugh when she realized the both of them were dragons; and not only that, silver and green.  Was this cult so much a threat that two like these would team up?<br/><br/>Silet stayed seated as she addressed them, concealing her identity for now.  "I know it's polite to knock, but perhaps you need to work on your technique a little," she sighed from the chair, "I could have been dressing."