Maestri's eyes flash at Arthur's tone and words. <Consider yourself lucky that you chose to speak to Lord Balrog in such a manner first. Had you addressed me in such a fashion, you would already be a mewling and mindless husk. Remember what you are compared to one such as myself, and who you are compared to one such as Lord Balrog, and you will not need to be reminded.><br/><br/>He had arrived accompanied by thirty-odd men, all in the identical black-on-blue livery that identified them as his personal vassals. A little over two-thirds of them were infantry with swords, bows, and armor, but half a dozen openly displayed silver pendants in the shape of an open eye, and bore solid maces instead. Maestri himself was surrounded by a faintly visible bluish aura, thickly layered armor of psychic force over his robes, and a small steel buckler bound somewhat awkwardly to his wrist. Beside him, Alyssa stood, clad in her starkly revealing golden armor but weaponless for the moment. Her voice was melodious and soft as she looked to the scout.<br/>"Do you have maps of the arrayed forces, or at least know how great of an area they spread over? If they are clustered, it may be to our benefit to stage diversionary attacks on the perimeter, whereas a more dispersed deployment may yet enable us to strike at the leader before his troops can consolidate."<br/><br/>(OOC: Active Buffs: Inertial Armor (13 PP, +10 AC), duration 10 hours, Energy Adaptation (7 PP,duration 1 hour 40 minutes.))