Khan looked slightly bemused at Brianna, but does not comment. As the chairs are stationary, he looks across at Verona.

On behalf of the Aetheric Union, I hereby officially bid you welcome to our realm, Governor Brianna and Princess Verona of the Goh.

A small imp flies over, bearing a bottle, as an Aetheri attendant in slightly lighter armor enters, with a plate and eleven glasses. The bottle seems to be filled with some sort of clear, blue substance.

Khan, the sorceries and the robed aide all take deep drinks, but the Imp brought a large bottle. There is more than enough to go around. After he finishes his drought, Khan wipes his mouth, and smiles

Now, to business. We have much to discuss, and we all have many questions. As you are the visitors, you may begin this meeting.