Passed from the guards to the knights and from the knights to Vynrael, he eventually did get to read the letter and admittedly it intrigued him. Such an organisation was one that was sorely needed but while all to willing himself, he needed the say so from The Shining One before he would endorse any such activity within the bounds of Noor I'Meles. Letter in hand and with white robes sweeping about him, he made his way to the Shining Ones meeting hall, passing by without being stopped at all for this was a route he took often enough and none of his own knights or guards would question his passage. On entry he bowed low, once and briefly and then stood to offer up to the Shining One the letter such as it was.
"You will have to forgive my...rapid intrusion Shining One, but such as things are I thought I should bring this to your attention myself.", he would offer with a smile, his accent perhaps not as thick as it used to be at times when he spoke quickly, the passage of years giving him much time to adapt after all even with some of his own people in the world to talk to, "I believe it has promise, if this Fernando individual is honest and true and if the council will give the authority for such individuals to be hunted in our lands by those who are not myself."
Vynrael, the Hound of Asternia
Jaguar, High priest of the Party
Ekrit, Nomad Magic Weapon maker of Yashmanar
Thromlui, Psychomancer, Nightmare made manifest