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He considered for a moment giving a fake name for the devil-scum. But something told him it'd be a bad idea to do so. That something was Markolab. So he took a deep breath and spoke into the transmitter.
"My name is Mnemon Jet. But you may call me Master Saffron. My line goes back to Lady Mnemon, Head of the illustrious House Mnemon, and to Her Majesty, The Scarlet Empress herself. From the moment of my birth I was destined for greatness, and I strived endlessly to realize my potential. But as I've come to learn I was sabotaged every step of the way by Heaven itself. I guess some of those in attendance can relate. I now stand before you, stripped of my destiny, my mantle and my title. Though I am happy that this unfortunate series of events have lead to me being aligned with the Yozi. Thus I offer my flesh, mind and spirit to tear down those responsible for our fates and have them driven in the mud as they beg for mercy. And be it Fey, Exalt, Men or the Dead, none will be able to stand in the way of my vengeance and my justice. This I swear."
Jet then tried to survey the chamber for the reaction of the others. He did not want to make it look obvious he was scanning them, so he focused his attention on Szoreny, whose nature and being made it easy to observe everyone at the same time as he reflected all of them. The Yozi were impossible to read, their alien natures and expressions which did not follow human standards made them too strange. But the Princes, despite their visible mutations, still carried enough of their old humanity to make reading them trivial. Sadly their expressions did not fill Jet with much confidence.
Out of the ten about seven of them had the same, exact face. That of boredom. The remaining three were not much better, and all of those were in that group of five princes who were sitting close to one another. Jet shifted his attention to them in quite an obvious manner. They were quite a colorful bunch, to be sure. The two who were in the "not impressed" camp were a man wearing nothing but bandages from head to toe who also possessed a crab-claw for an arm, and the other looked like he was wearing a quite gaudy and extravagant naval uniform. The three who showed anything other than disinterest were equally varied.
