"What do you mean?" Arin raised his eyebrow. "How did both of us get involved with your 'Conclave'?"
"My liege," Aedric replied, "do you recall the stalker who pursued you? The one slain whilst engaging with Lady Ragna's partners?"
"Yes, and what is with that?" Arin asked.
"You spoke of a peculiar symbol found etched behind his ear," Aedric replied. "That mark, my lord, is the emblem of the Conclave. Their members bear such cryptic symbols on hidden parts of their bodies, ensuring they remain concealed from prying eyes."
"WHAAT!" both Arin and Ragna jumped in their seats. They looked around to see if anyone had noticed them. The tavern was still somewhat empty, with only a few patrons scattered here and there. It seemed no one paid much attention to their reaction.
They both took their seats. Arin asked, "So what exactly is the Conclave?"