She's an older woman, with long, stark-white hair braided down one side of her shoulder. Her posture is impeccable, her expression unreadable. Skado stands at her right, and another attendant - a sharp-eyed woman with dark skin and an ornate rapier at her hip - stands at her left.
Barns sits relaxed, one leg crossed over the other - he lacks the leader's refined and deliberate poise, but Barns has never been one for social etiquette in either of his lives. Osmond and Eldrie flank him, standing like statues.
"Wanda, please - can you grab the dossier we have on the Sentinels?"
The commander of Lantafort ushers to the dark-skinned woman on her left. The woman, Wanda, quickly bows and exits to the office behind them.
"Where are my manners," the commander says, forcing a smile. "I am Commander Seifa Brahn. As your colleague, please feel free to call me by my first name."