[ If there was a moment of hesitation to be found, it was only in how one of the Sentinels looked her over as if to size her up, silently evaluating the threat the newcomers brought. They were Red Dragonsworn, having proven themselves already, and so the pair stand knowingly silent. ]

Ishnu-alah. [ Another voice speaks up behind them. Surprisingly, this one isn't dressed in the heavy armor of the Sentinels or the cloth of their Priestesses. ] If we had known visitors were on their way, preparations would have been made.

[ Her gaze is soft, but there's urgency in wanting to know why they have come here exactly. ]

Come, there is refreshment I can serve you in the meantime.