Sean then approached the masked figure. 

As he came closer, the morning light coming through the window fell directly on Sean's face. He reacted by moving his free hand in a quick flurry, closing the first curtain with another spell. 

He did not need to use his hand to cast the complicated movement spell from a distance. However, his annoyance in the moment made him react. The silhouette turned, a white mask covering its face. Sean knew that the mask was part of the emissary uniform, but he was reluctant to use it himself. 

Ignoring the silhouette, he walked slowly over to the armchair-encircled table and set down his folder there. He opened it, revealing the contents. Inside there were letters and official government documents, as well as one bearing the Albion coat of arms. Sean and the masked figure always spoke in Kiltish.

"The mail arrived," Sean said, glancing sideways at the masked figure, who joined him at the table. The masked figure's cream-colored cloak was adorned with golden and silver details along the edges and on the inside; beneath the cloak, he was also wearing a loose beige uniform resembling a battle tunic, and brown leather boots and gauntlets. Very carefully, Sean Thiel took the document bearing the Albionese coat of arms and placed it under the other papers without the masked figure noticing. He then shut the folder. "But there's nothing for you."

The hooded figure lowered his head and brought a hand to his face.

"Ah, ah. Don't take it off. It's best you get used to wearing it all the time," Sean said. The emissary straightened his arms slowly against his sides and stiffened into a rigid posture.

"It is a little uncomfortable," replied the hooded figure, his voice distorted and deep.

"It may be uncomfortable, but it's necessary." Sean walked toward him and stood by his side. He continued speaking without looking at the masked figure. "How did it go with those Zanszprët?"

Zanszprët, pronounced 'Zandshpriet', meant 'claw' in Kiltish. It was the name that had been given to these monsters for hundreds of years – a reference to the terrible appendage that was hidden within their bodies.