The overall mood among those in Empire was significantly more reactive lately after the attack on the academy. Despite most being moody on a normal day to day basis, the simmering undertone of the servants of the Empire were reasonable, even Tiamat was feeling the murderous urge to seek retaliation. However, revenge would come, but for the moment, she needed to find her calm; it was at least one thing that stuck from her own training as an acolyte. To rush in bullheaded was unwise; and she worried about the acolytes she had so far supervised being present when the temple was desecrated. Most of them made themselves present, but there was one and now her equal as he was recently granted Champion.
She was dressed a little too formal as she had just finished meeting with engineers to build hypergates that opened to several other sith worlds. Layering robes of a deep midnight blue didn't wash her out like the black or red many chose to wear, and her hair, worn long, parted evenly over each shoulder. Tiamat hoped she didn't look too intimidating as she knocked on Altair's door. It wasn't difficult to find out where many were temporarily staying, she also had her own methods with a blend of certain key tabs and a malfunctioning server, she could see nearly everything.
The woman waited to see if he would answer, though her face didn't show much emotion, internally she was pretty excited to share her news and hopefully it would pique Altair's interests too.
@Sreeya