A tall stout man with a jet black mane of thick hair and a boisterous beard hanging deeply from his chin appears in the room mysteriously as if out of thin air. His silvery half plate gleans from the light pouring in through a nearby window. Clutched in his right hands is the pummel of an ornate and pristine scabbarded long sword. Held close to the side of his waist and attached to his belt by metal rings. Next to him stands a massive plate mail clad lizard man that glares about in anticipation of a possible scuffle. His flickering tongue darts in and out absorbing scents and odor from the air, and the lizard man gives a slight hiss.
With strength of a mighty mountain and a deep rumbling of it's precipice the human paladin let's out a deep resonating greetings to all and then calms his companion in arms and proceeds to address the other attendees one by one, and always keeping alert to any possible deception......
The Lizard man becomes a little agitated as a few unkind remarks waif about the room.
"Small gossip seems to be the form of the day my lady." the human paladin states while speaking with a stern voice. "Does such nonsense ever end." "My friend has proven his loyalty many times over, and none for the better than am I for his devotion to the order!" The paladin adds.
"Thhiss is no plaaaccce for uss to sstand Idly my friend, theressss muchss too be done." The lizard man states with an eagerness in his speech.
"Do not worry friend, if they do not trust you, They do not trust me either." By our code of valor we belong here as much as any." "For all it's worth most of these recruits are fresh out of the stable and lack any true resolve." The paladin points to a few members and then expresses his intent for the lizard man to attempt to converse and offer a righteous act of mercy even upon those that would appear unworthy of it.
The lizard man complies.