Alembregh stays put in the common room, overlooking the ongoing work and the people entering and leaving the inn. Given the circumstances, he decided that wearing his shining armor would probably make a better impression than his royal clothing would. These people want to see strength, not courtesy.
He smiles at Elspeth's reply, but then looks away when she starts her private discussion with the lizardman, whereupon the Gith catches his eye. Some strange creatures wander the depths of the world, sometimes with even stranger motivations. Like Elspeth might never fully comprehend the ways of the Dwarf, I might never fully understand the reasons why these three aligned themselves so close to this Dwarven House. Which is of course not to say I'm not gratefull for their assistance.
He nods at Eugrimm when he comes back to report. "Ahh, so we'll have someone visiting us soon. Perhaps we should arrange, not so far for the visitor as more to the impression we'll make on the people that live in these halls." Looking around him, Alembregh notes that all his dwarves are already occupied with organizing the rooms, the defences or whatever task they found. He looks at the furniture for a little while, before asking: "All right, time to put my own hands to a little work. Rament, Skezzketh, Denzenai, lend me a hand here. I want a wide table in the middle of the room, where we can sit on one side and any people that want to consert with us can sit on the other side. Perhaps we could have one of the chairs raised. Rament will sit to my right, with Storí next to him, as my close advisors. Elspeth will sit to my left with Mohgrym next to her, as observers. I count on you two to tell me anything suspicious afterwards. Storí, perhaps you could try to discover us additional info about the area we're heading to after this conversation? Skezzketh, Denzenai, stay close by. It would not hurt to show off some multiracial acceptance." That said, Alembregh starts to make the table arrangement.