After about two and a half hours two Sakor'Akai arrive. Both are tall, even for their race. One is dark, forest, green with some lighter offsets. His scales have a worn, burnished quality. His mask is a detailed relief of a battle scene and made of adamantium. He has light, worn boots, bracers which match his mask and a bastard sword with a curved blade on his back. A tabard of the Kingdom covers ring mail shirt.
The second is a dark purplish blue, his mask is an ink rubbed blue bearing the symbol of the kingdom. His boots are heavy, exotic leather and his gloves match. He has a stout staff of Icefian Ironwood.
They survey the room in quiet conversation, appearing impassive behind their masks, but with more than a little head shaking.
After a few minutes the green hued one speaks. "Lord Governor, I am Wilar Tel'Cu. This, gesturing to his right, is Humail A'Dalcendor, the Royal Marshal. The High Constable and Lady Protector have sent us to assist you."