Frostbyte shakes his head. "My designers, rather. They're a mercenary organization in downwarp."
GrayZero smiles. "They're an assemblage of madmen who never did grasp the full implications of Her Blessing. But She welcomes them all the same." A grin.
Frostbyte looks to GrayZero, mildly miffed, then shrugs. "Pretty much what GrayZero said."