<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/51/5c/ad/515cad0a475ad338654756a990f545c2.jpg)</div>As Vanya steps away to begin preparations for the night and Ophelia and Pandora begin tying themselves up with each other, a neighborhood guard, Sollessa Goldsoar approaches the remaining three leaders. She saunters up with a stance ill-fitted for a military type, but with confidence of someone used to barking out orders. A small squad of other guards stand behind her, all slightly off-kilter from the rest of the neighborhood guard. "Ma'ams, she begins before making a nod of her head that vaguely impersonates a bow. "Interesting thing's come up, thought I'd let you know meself before dealing with it. Could use an extra set of arms. Just starting now seems like."<br/><br/>She pushes her thumbs into her belt and gestures with her head towards the South, "Some idiot wizard type was summoning little lightning shows or some shit. Not technally in our territory, but seems there's been some elementals stirred up by it. We're about to go on down there because they'll be passing into territory any minute now." She offers a smile that's somehow both tight and toothy, "Care to lend a hand?"<br/><br/>Some small distance away, Vanya gives Sollessa a disapproving look before going back to writing the letter of invitation to Lord Vensure, a piece of business that hopefully won't be fully abandoned with the distraction of electrical elementals or dreamy smoke.