Gejin sat quietly in his room, his thoughts scattered to the winds as the severity of his situation came to light before his very eyes or ears as it were. He ceased his meditation and stepped out of his room carefully making his way down the hall and into the main hall of the tavern. He was thankful of the wind carried words sent to him by his comrads, however; at present it was still much to early to throw a party. As he stepped off the final stair on the ground floor of the hall he became aware of everone in the tavern, he was unsure of whom he was looking for but hopefull they would reveal themselves soon.