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"That I'm afraid I don't know. I know they are containable by normal means in a sense, but I don't know how to keep them from shifting. I've never seen one shift from one form to another."

He blinked at his wife, seeing as she made a request that seemed...a tad out of character for even her. Zahara was indeed known for cooping up her children when she felt they were threatened in some way. Seemed everyone else was kind of surprised about the idea as well. "What's going on in your head Sweetheart?" Unlike Malik he knew that approaching her in confrontation would only get her back up.

"Well...yes a bond helps but at times where no one is paying attention to that, she probably does it. You'd be surprised." Turning her attention to her daughter as she came back, geared up and apparently ready to go. Though she did frown at the fact that the bandana her daughter was wearing was pinning back both her ears.

"All the more reason to have them here, behind closed doors, and under constant supervision. Just because they didn't take them doesn't mean that they won't if they are given an easy opportunity."

frowning light before shaking his head some.

"you really willing to put them in harms direct path? because that's where we're going. if you want them there, then they'll be going the whole way. no sending them home, no hiding them from anything. we won't be able to take the time to escort them or have them escorted back home if things get violent, and we all know they will. because if these things don't fight to keep us away, they will fight to keep their lives. And this isn't a tournament with rules."


Tybalt nodded lightly.

"So it is safe to think they might not be able to alter thier assumed form, and you've never seen one injured. but we can guess that they can be killed, or they would not go to lengths to hide or disguise themselves."

he gave a nod to the spirits.

"You're assistance is greatly appreciated, and I will allow you the time you wish to remain with your son in private."

Tybalt walked upstairs casually taking a place beside Fianna.

"This is what has been divulged. their scent trap method of acquiring a form is also their tracks. the scent lingers faintly behind them, and nothing save water seems to be able to completely destroy it. however for the tracker the scent trap can have mild hallucination effects, disorientation."

taking a moment.

"Younger children might be used as vassals, or vessels. to care for the creature in it's form, and to possibly provide a new home through possession. the strongest scents will be from the traps used for their present form, which as far as we know is lady D'vinn and lord Inthara. Pine and Amber, respectively. a third scent trap, however, does give the idea of a third one that may use Zykariel's form with a cookie scent. Further information on how to combat them was unavailable."

"I don't think that this is about experience or whether the boys are useful or not. Honestly...I think Zahara has a valid concern. If the boys are left alone here...are they going to stay here? Teenagers are rash and if they feel they need to help but have been left behind, they may sneak out and follow. It would cause more trouble than good. Though yes...bringing them with us is dangerous as well...what if we brought Broog or some such other to watch them?" Always the peacemaker and a look to her daughter, who was still being supiciously quiet.

Malik looked at Galesen and Fianna.

"Our life experiences are under far, far different circumstance. at my son's age I was enlisted and had been enlisted, in the military for some time and had the experience that goes with it. You were barely an elf when we first ecountered you, and Zahara and SEvilin were again trained from near birth in thier previous experiences."

then to his wife, and frowned lightly.

"Fine. if you want them to come, then we'll take broog with us. and I will hold you personally responsible for thier welfare. they get hurt I'm blaming you from insisting they get brought out there. I have more then enough protection here, and even more so now that we know what they are. there are methods to contain and prevent their invasion."

then a glance at Tybalt and a nod.

"Alright. so we have a method of tracking. So lets go to this spot that you saw, and be completely ready for whatever might be there. We'll have some air support from teh droag already on guard duty for the boys and I'll add two more to that assignment with broog in light of certain insistances."

resting a hand on Malvolence for a moment.

"Alright, are we all prepared?"

Piper handed her mother a charcoal hooded cloak, as she was wearing her own dark gray and blue clothing from long ago. "You'll need this. Bright colors will just show you off." Because her mother was wearing a rather bright red, which meant it was autum in Andal apparently. But other than that she didn't say anything more and followed after Galesen, heading out even after he stopped and to the stables, pulling out the needed horses.

Taking the cloak, she pulled it on around her shoulders and clasped it securely. "Sometimes Malik dear, it's not what can get in but whom can get out that is the problem. For now...let's just stay together and get going. The fresher trails are the better they are to follow." Nodding then, "I'm well to go. Brough Anica as well."

He didn't want to agree with the surface trash, but she was right. Knowing his boy, he'd get out soon as he could looking to help and only end up making things worse. "Despite the differences on how we grew up...and the fact that I think they should stay here...there are other hazards to think of." Thusly heading up the the room with the children in it. "Boys, you're coming with us. Lyssie too. Get yourselves in your chainmail, armor, travel gear, whatever and bring your weapons too." Walking over and picking up his daughter. "Five minutes." And heading back down.

He came trotting up the steps, cloak on his back and travel back as well. "I'm coming Galesen, no worries. I think I may need some weapons though. I'm a dual wielder."

She glanced between the adults aware that no one really agreed with her. She just had a bad feeling about leaving the children at home. Couldnt' really explain it, but there it was. They weren't anymore safe at home than they were out and about with them. Grabbing her own cloak, she checked to make sure she had her daggers and whip then glanced at Sevilin. "She rides with you." Lyssie was too young to begin weapons training and Sevilin could react faster with runes than Zahara could. She had Faete and Destyny saddled and ready to go as well as a mount she knew Sevilin could handle. Mounting up, she held the reins to the other horses, waiting for the boys.

Zykariel glanced at his friend for a moment as if he hadn't quite heard correctly and then it was a scramble to get said gear on as fast and tumble down the stairs ready to go. He was ready to go, using chainmail and shin guards but no other armor at all. Hopping on Destyny, he gave her a pat and then shook his head. "Let's go get them back!"

"I'll try my best with them." He was used to blunt double weapons, but sharp ones couldn't be too much harder. Or at least he assumed...there could be less use for counter balance when bracing against ones self but he would figrue it out as he went. A look to a horse that Piper brought to him by the reigns and he pulled himself up, hooking his feet in stirrups and he was ready to go.

"Fair enough. You'll be up and down off your horse a lot anyway...you know me. Once I get on I'm not getting off unless we're someplace we need to be, or I'm knocked off." Still hated horses, still hated riding them...this was his way of compromising. Butt stayed in saddle until he was where he damn well needed to be." Thusly plopping his daughter in the saddle of the horse his wife picked out for him, and then mounting up behine his daughter, setting his feet and taking hold of reins. "Malik keep your hands off my boy. He knows how he needs to act and he doesn't need a lecture." Last thing he wanted was his son turning to sour mood right now...and well, if anyone knew Sevilin he was highly protective of his eldest son when the boy was off kilter.

Indeed scrambling, getting himself into his armor and grabbing Ebony, heading out with his friend to mount up on Kerick. Though he did give an almost awed look to the beast Broog was on. That was awesome...or would be more so if bad things weren't happening. Thus he was reserved, however a blink as Yinn jumped up to his back and shoulder, latching claws to armor with a bark. Apparently, he was coming too. But a nod to his father...hm, looked like another one of those times where his father worried or perhaps cared more about Zykariel than himself. Teenage jealousy was horrible. Malikhai gave a nod however and waited patiently. "Understood."

"Less yapping, more riding." Giving Serino a kick to which he gave a little noise before startting off at a trot. Obviously was not a time that she was going to let him let Ramoth have her way and Galesen was just going to have to catch up and pass her to give more lead direction. But again, other than that she was quiet about things.

Fianna shook her head and wrinkled her nose as she was already mounted behind Anica's wings, watching her daughter take first go. "She's going to be trouble." She just knew it...her mood wasn't helping and there really was just no time to get the woman set back straight reasonably. Had to keep an eye on her. "Onward then, caution on alls parts."