A dozen and a half mature men ranging from their late thirties to not far past a hundred formed a bit of a semi-circle around the married couple. The oldest - though not the strongest by Elua's reckoning - stepped a little out from the group. Neither metric was great for being the face of an organization, but the insistence of the Yecine on seniority was clear.
"It seems we are being formally thanked by the Void Defense Society for apprehending the recent troublemakers."
The senior elder's voice was taut, but his spirit carried just a touch of self-satisfaction that made the real Elua's lips twitch. It seemed like her plan would go smoothly after this little hassle of posturing. Her 'sweet' smile bloomed on the illusion as she curtsied before speaking.
"As you should be. I was also quite impressed by how quickly your people secured the area. Though I do hope none of the criminals caused too much trouble?"
