Bastila had slipped in unnoticed, and until the introductions, she wanted it to stay that way. She wanted observe the others first, before speaking to any of them. She was clad all in leather, her lightsabre hanging at her hip.
"Bastila Shan," she said stepping forward after the woman with the ...plants had spoken. "I'm a Sith, and though by no means a lord, I have the power to alter the course of a war...by simply thinking about it."
A almost sadistic smirk flashed across her face when she finished, either that or she was amused.