The dragon king held his peace for a moment.  Clever eyes wandered the gathering--nostrils flaring in surprise when Crow melted out of the Shadows.  "Impressive," he whispered.<br/><br/>Out of the corner of one eye he glanced at Sky, knowing something of her insightful from previous encounters.<br/><br/>Whispers was not so patient.  Idealistic and hot headed, she rose from her chair and inquired, "Why are you so hesitant to tell us more?  You appeal to our ideals with your right hand while your left dangles profit.  We are honest swordswomen, not a band of hired thieves."