Usually rather stoic, today the Illianer is visibily agitated. She is frustrated by the fact that her and her companions are now wanted men, severely hampering their ability to operate undiscovered in Amador. This is troubling and irritating, but a lesson learned. More frustrating, however, is having to wait for Tian ... she does not trust either his ability to lead or his dedication to the Great Lord, and irks her to be put under his command. Nevertheless, orders are orders, and Xanthe would never dare question the will of Ba'alzamon. No, never - her whole body goes cold just thinking about it. So she waits silently in one of the small private dining rooms in the Guardian Light with the Tinker and the Gleeman, concerned with her own thoughts.

She stands, restless. "When do be Tian returning?" She asks, beginning to pace. "I no can take waiting much longer."