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Esmerelda slides over on the bench so Atrum can sit next to her.

"Yes, I sent word to our troops already to hold the gate. If it's still standing, it will be in our possession. From what I understand all of the gates on here are of elven make, except for the original one. But I'd have to double check that with Mohdri. Who were you thinking on taking with you? I'm glad you know I need those numbers as soon as possible."

She pulls out another list from the pile of papers.

"Before you go- we need to get everyone who can research started, what do you think we need to add? I've got the ritual and the stones. I'm going to be looking into the ring. What else am I missing?"

*Altearez Approaches Esmerelda*

"I can help with the research. The more of us that work as a team the more that we can discover."

*he looks at Atrum*

"and Atrum if you trust it or need any more help I'd be willing to go."[/i]

*Looks to Atrum

"If its an Empath you need, then I can fulfill that role nicely....if you'll have me..."

"And to add what I know of Haven..."

*Serith points out what he learned of troop numbers, movements, and basic info he garnered in his last trip to Haven about the areas surrounding Gravesbane.

Esmerelda smiles at Alteraz. "Thank you for the offer. As soon as we get the list done, I will let you knwo what you can help out with. It is much appreciated."

She then turns to Aurora.

"I don't want you to go with Atrum At the moment you are the only person who can disenchant. That's too important to risk you going out. We're going to need that skill way too much when we attack."

*Aurora looks a Esmerelda*

Understood. Hopefully once they are located then one of the Darkwell brothers I'm hoping might pick up on things well enough so I won't be the only one who can disenchant.

Guess I'll absolutely work on throwing rocks then.

*Shea comes in looks around and tidys up, picks up empty dishes...gives Esmerelda and Atrum a smile*

You know what I can do...if there's anything you need me to do between now and then please let me know as soon as possible so I can be sure of the quality of my work.

*She takes the dishes out of the room to the kitchen....*

Per the norm when not slaying things in the name of Haven the teen elf is busy working on his magical spells in one corner of the inn or another. He looks up from his work to take part in the conversation for a change. "You know, I'm not sure these Sil-ven-Dar know what they are doing. I mean how does one go back in time and change things so thoughtlessly? What sort of ramifications could killing one person have? I wish I could remember how to contact Father Time, he really owes me a favor and this would be a great time to cash it in. Ah well," he grumbles and looks down at his books.

*Takes a seat next to Esmerelda*
I'm not sure, nothing I can think of at the moment.

*To Alteraz*
I think we'll be fine for sword arms, we should take as few people as possible and the people here will need protection more than we will.

*To Serith*
I was hoping you'd say that.

*To Shea*
I'll take that into consideration, but I think that Esmerelda could use your help here.

Eli, perhaps you could try to find that out between now and then. If it could be done that could be our ace in the hole. We'll certainly need something like that. Or if you could remember how that disk was built, or a way to go back like we did before.

~: Around the bend and up the path came Legion, not caring much for stealth as he walked with his hands behind his head, eyes skyward in thought. What thing could he do to help the town in its preparations? He wasn't much of a heavy-lifter, so supplies wouldn't be his forte. Hmmm...best not to think of things he couldn't do. What COULD he do.. :~

"Lets see....pretty decent at tracking...finding things that aren't meant to be found...listening...really good at book-digging and researching this and that. I guess I'll just let them know and they can assign a job for me. That always seems to work out.."

~: He was already planning on investigating the movement of the enemies troops, if any had begun to amass on the town's side of their portals. Maybe there was a way to disrupt those portals...destroy them or tinker with them enough. He could find a way to send them to the Elemental plane of Fire! That would be a fitting end! :~

"A moment of your time Legion!"

Paer'An calls out as he catches up to his fellow Valkin'Vi'.

"While there are many things that need to be done here in town, I actually had something different in mind for the two us... If you're interested, I was planning on going back to Avenguard and seeing if I could raise any more allies before the next moon."

*The Guthrie is also accompanying the two Valkyn'Vi. For the most part, he remains quiet, just waiting for someone who needs his assistance. At the mention of the strange land called Avengaurd, however, he perks up*

"Avenguard, you say? I've been all over the world, but have never visited or even heard of that place. Perhaps I can help you with your endeavors there, friend."

*trusk opens the door and enters, his bearfur cloak covered in burs and twigs from the woods. he carrys a large bag, from which whining sounds can occasionally be heard. the bag is wrapped in several furs itself. from his belt hang several rabbits, clearly freshly killed and cleaned.

"ESMERLDA, WHAT YOU NEEDS FOR TO FITE DA POINTY EARS, DEY IS VERY SQUISHY AND CRUNCHY SO ME'S CAN GETS TEAM GREEN TO GO AN GET UDDER GREEN ROUND HERE TOGEVER AND MAKE DEM FLAT. "

*a nose pops out of the bag, sniffing around, followed by the bear cubs head poking out. the cub sniffs at the horns on trusks helm and begins to chew, not making any real progress as it is still too small to fully bite them. trusk retrieves one of the rabbits hanging from his belt and holds it up to the cub, who takes it in his teeth, extending his small(for a bear) paws from the bag and begins chewwing on the rabbit, drooling on trusks shoulder*

"DOES YOU KNOWS WHAT TINY BEARS LIKES TO EATS ESMERLDA, ME HAS TO CHEW UP DA MEATS DAT YOU GIVES'D ME'S FOR BITEY SO HE COULD EATS DEM. HE NO HAS BIG STRONG MOUTH YET. HE TRIED EAT STEVE ONCE, BUT DIN LIKE EATIN BIG MEAT, HE LIKES CHEW MORE DEN EATS."

"Oh, I'm eager to return as well...but not into the hands of those who wish to see me shackled. No no, my friend. I'm going to bide my time. My services aren't required there...at least until I've done a bit of work here. Soon, before the next moon I'll return to Avanguard to complete my mission there. But not a moment before."

~: Despite the threats made against him should he return he was in fine spirits, even chuckling a bit to himself and muttering something about Atreus and Ulfgar...and still he would call them friend. Trusk too, despite how scary he was. So he went about his way, coming to the Inn and looking upon the structure. He was glad to see it standing; Shea had been so afraid of it possibly falling during the Elven attack. No matter though. They hadn't even come close to damaging it any more than sword strikes and a bit of magic. :~

" Reminds me of home, sweet home."

*Azra walks stiffly through the door to the inn with a smudge of dirt smeared on her nose, splinters on her fingers, but a smile on her face. Dark circles under her eyes spoke of somebody who rose with the sun. She brought with her an arm full of flowers, and set them down on the table. Her eyes searched the room, then came to rest on the bear. Her smile grew even wider, though she did not approach him*

Well, what do we have here, Trusk? A new friend?

Paer'An continues on into the inn and finds a seat, making sure to shy away from Trusk and the bear cub. His appearance looks different somehow, the gold that made up a good portion of his mask gone, exchanged for something completely different. Despite his new, darker mask, he walks and acts as if a great weight has been finally lifted from his shoulders.

"Ahem.." As he clears his throat, unsure of how to begin.

"I apologize if I haven't introduced myself to everyone, as I have been kept quite busy defending that traitorous wretch. My full name is Paer'An' Cha'Kai' Alla'Anna', but many just call me Paer'An..."

He says to any who will listen.

To Esmerelda "My sincerest apologizes for any disruption to your lovely ball that may have arisen due to miscommunication or confusion that I may have been a part of. I wish I had seen more, as I have heard it was the toast of the town."