"And that, my friend, is why we must gather to end this menace, but must be selective in our recruiting," Shallow Waters agreed in a slight whisper. He stands from his seat, and moves to an empty table; he doesn't seem to be spooked, but rather concentrated on one of the patrons that entered since the beginning of the conversation between Adelius and himself. At first glance, they seem to be acting like a usual patron, but closer examination reveals a small, strange ethereal-esque marking on his gloves. The origin doesn't seem to be anything well-known, unfortunately, but familiar to both the Mage and Argonian.