Ronin shoved her way through the crowd of her fellow resistance fighters, sending them all scathing glares as they lovingly caressed their weapons. She carried with her, a thin saber and now wore a cobalt blue bandanna over her crimson hair but was holding herself casually and unagressively, the weapon hanging loosely from her side. At the mouth of the entrance stood a Qun with magnificent horns and behind her, what looked suspiciously like a ghoul with skin that was like old rubber pulled over the bones.
Ronin sent the intruders a level stare.
"My name is Ronin and i'm the one who started that riot." The crowd around her muttered and whispered among themselves while lending her lots of dirty looks. "But, I can assure you that was not my intention. All I did was done to protect lives, not destroy them. I didn't expect anyone apart from myself to be persecuted. Now before you attempt to kill me or rile these people up even further, is there a chance we could discuss this without weapons? A truce, if you will. Then I can better explain the 'criminals' which you are currently rubbing elbows with." Turning around she faced the crowd of still muttering resistance fighters and waved her arms at them in a shooing gesture.
"In case you didn't realize, that means get lost assholes!" That didn't help to improve the mood of the gray room but they did disperse through various doorways, taking their agressive attitudes with them until the room was empty apart from Ronin and the two intruders. Still with her back to them, Ronin made her way to a table with a few chairs and sat, interview style, leaning back slightly with her arns folded.
"First thing's first, who are you and how did you find this place?"