Devaguea stood in the back, visible but clearly relaxed, Sak'bas by his side with her formal cloak, proudly proclaiming her allegiance to Sarenrae on her shoulder. Once Anke had the silver calmed enough to act instead of react, Devaguea slowly came forward. "Greetings, kynswoman. I am Devaguea, Duke  and leader of the area. This is Sak'bas-ma'tet, a paladin of Sarenrae and head of my personal guards."<br/><br/>He paused, clearly trying to get his thoughts in order, trying to stay formal when he had SO MANY QUESTIONS bouncing around demanding answers in his head. "I understand the situation is abnormal, so perhaps you would like to retire to a more comfortable location, though to avoid unnecessary public interest, I would request you shift to a small form for the journey. The locals are used to me and Sak'bas-ma'tet, but the recent influx of centaurs has made some of them... jumpy. Once we are in the castle, you are of course welcome to return to your true form, as I suspect that both yourself and us have many questions."