The women seemed to be gossiping, perhaps.  Best not to interrupt them and allow some passive-aggressive sniping, if such was the case.  The men seemed welcoming enough anyway.  She curtsies and offers their hand to each, introducing herself again.<br/><br/>"Why yes, Herr Gunnerkrig, I recently left your great land just last week.  The barbarous orcs were rampaging and we sent out a force to put a stop to them.  Our House is not particularly grand, so even I must contribute what I can to assist.  Since we all must help where we can, I've been call upon to command and lead a small platoon from time to time.  The soldiers need a strong leader, and a lady's gentle spirit is a soothing balm to their hearts.  I thank you, Lord ir'Ives, that you would find a lady such as myself out of place in such matters, but I'm afraid our house sometimes wants for alternative," she sighed, gently touching Lord ir'Ives' arm in sympathy.  While acknowledging von Gunnerkrig's report, she hopefully downplayed her own direct role in the battles, while highlighting Vynar's need for friends.  Though certainly not any lack of capability.  Best to appear weak when you are strong, and strong when you are weak.<br/><br/>"In fact, that is part of the reason I have come to Londinium and court.  When our house must allow a lady to command its forces, we must look for friends and loyal allies.  For that reason I've come to introduce myself, but am afraid I only know a few families by reputation..."