<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/enMOCL4.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Caitriona</strong></span><br/><hr/><br/>Caitriona sighed, hovering over the city for a moment, before she gave a slight mental nudge, and slowly descended to land in a slight billow of dust in the courtyard, a side-effect of her means of travel.  Checking herself over, she brushed off a few specks of dust from her clothing, and then squared her shoulders, ignoring the bustle except to return greetings offered to her by other Rhadamanthines, as well as citizens that bowed out of her way.<br/><br/>She slowed, her cloak billowing slightly as she did, taking note of each person there.  A Venerated Seer, another member of Rhadamant - who got a comradely nod in greeting - two others she wasn't sure she recognized, and a mountain of a man that could only be Graven.  Her lips pursed, and she spoke after a long moment.  "So I'm not the only one summoned," she said quietly in a murmur, her arms crossing over her chest as she waited to see what had been so important, checking a small metal disc strapped discretely to the inside of her left forearm as she waited.