Kinden
Kinden notices a slight scowl cross the face of the elf half-hidden in the shadows. Surely, an elf cannot support the emperor, can he? But Kinden knows that amongst a certain sort, any allegiance, no matter how evil, can be purchased at the right price. He'd have to keep an eye on him. Who are his friends and who are his enemies? The other elf sitting alone at the table - he'd have to assume he is a friend, based on his race alone. That dwarf with the steely look of determination on his face, surely he must be a friend. Aye, there is that aura of purity about him. He gives the dwarf a subtle nod. There is something very suspicious about those half-orcs and humans huddled around the central tables - probably enemies. The couple chatting away so innocently at the window, and the bard singing away... they don't look like they came for a rebellion or as the emperor's spies.. they look like they are here for... what... the food? He eyes the slop dubiously.
Regardless, he knows that his own bold display of his elven blood will instantly let his friends, whoever they are, know which side he's on.
The man in the robes though, with what looks to be his bodyguard, he wouldn't be surprised at all if that was the man who had summoned them here. So he wasn't surprised when he stood to address the crowd.
Edit: Kinden adjusts his chair and table, making it look like his intention in doing so is to get in a more comfortable position to hear the the speaker. The fact that it will hinder any half-orcs or humans who would make a charge against him, well, that couldn't be what he intended, could it? Settling back down, he places the bow on his lap and his hands under the table, ready to tip the table over and use it for cover, if things turn messy.
Edit: Like this. It's the bottom part of the mapl
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