Bane knocks at the door, leaning against the side of the opening. She's fairly short, not much over five feet, dressed comfortably in dark slacks, and a dark shirt that almost completely obscures her shape. Her curly dark hair is pushed back from her face and her pale blue eyes shine with dulled annoyance.<br/><br/>"Marcos. There elementals from the sands are all collected. Are we going to be detoured by this one?" She tips her head, and raises her eyebrows toward the woman at the table.