Dragomir Val Jura had been present since the start of the gathering. He had little to say to his peers but was savy enough to recognize the importance of interacting with them, be it for strengthening relations or, more commonly, to gauge their strength. Even amongst the barons, he never felt safe, never lets his guard down. That was how his father died, afterall, he let his guard down around his own son and wife and it costed him everything.<br/><br/>That was when she walked in, someone from his distant past, before he became a Baron, before he decided not to trust anyone in the world. His eyes glanced towards Velyria, giving her a curt nod and the begining of a smile that never fully materialized. He can trust her, can't he? Who knows, they have not met for quite some time and regardless, this was not a social meeting, this was for the realm.<br/><br/>"Now that we are all here" Dragomir began. "Perhaps it is time to tell us the reason for this gathering?"<br/><br/>He had a dark voice, filled with strength and a subtle tone that is at once diplomatic and threatening, some considers the voice alluring and others, terrifying, this is combined with his exotic accent made it easy for his words to be recognized, remembered, to stand out amongst the pack. It was his weapon as much as the blade strapped to his waist.