Devaguea glanced at Sydon, then at his silver, before tilting his head down and considering. After a moment, he shrugged. "Not illegal to meet  in an abandoned building. Also not illegal to crash said meeting. Amvarean, with me please. Sydon, around the back. You hear fighting, come in and hit them hard if they aren't disabled. I will open with a binding spell if needed."<br/><br/>He gave Sydon a moment to get in position, before gesturing to the door. "Ready to be fashionably late to the meeting, my lady?"<br/><br/>The dragon pair strode up to the tavern, and entered like they were expected. Once inside, Devaguea glanced at the ones inside, and swapped his face back to his more familiar, and easily recognized, public human one. "Hello gentlemen. I saw the light on, and was curious as to what was going on. Care to share?"