<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/0kQTA1Z.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Name</strong></td><td>Countess Lieutenant Kathryn Foss</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Date</strong></td><td>May 3025</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location    </strong></td><td>Siege Perilous: Karnov Transport</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging</strong></td><td>Open, Edward DuPierre, Alaric Whitecliff</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Content</strong></td><td>Arrival</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/>Kathryn cursed internally as she opened her eyes, just barely managing to catch the Marqui's hand signal. "Greetings, Excellency. Our hosts have thus far declined to share their seating arrangements with my staff. I imagine I will be dining with whichever parties they choose to allow me the honor of." She wasn't going to get any rest on this interminable flight, was she? Sighing, she rubbed the bridge of her nose and swapped over to channel three, awaiting the Marqui's actual question.