Myr frowned as she heard an oddly dressed rogue abruptly address the congregation of representatives, hastily throwing his full support behind such a farfetched plan. Asmodius had also warned her of the consequences of hasty decision making. Certain parts of the plan made her feel uneasy, such as this 'teams' business. She had to act now...

"Drawing straws...," Myr slowly stood up and fixed her raptor gaze upon Solomon, "that is how we shall be picked?" Her voice boomed with a healthy dose of authority. "I would advise you not to oversimplify things, gnome. Doing so often leads to dire consequences. Honestly, how will we be assigned? It is a surefire guarantee that everyone here has some sort of qualm about going with anyone present here."

After pausing for a moment, her glare shifted over to the rogue who spoke earlier. "And you... A mere trinket thief that would expect tribute because he was the first person to throw his support behind such a 'noble cause.' Have you even though out how this wonderful mission will be accomplished? Humans are so predictable. Reaching for glory and riches, eh? You'll find none here, boy." She detested thieves. Bringing a thief along was a sure way to get killed, one way or another. Then again, she couldn't trust anyone in the whole room, not even her own associates - this was why evil was often vanquished. This whole situation seemed hopeless.

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