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While Kiote and Grave had not had any advice to really offer besides being there, it was interesting to see just how many people seemed to know what to do. It didn't take long for Kiote and Grave to both figure out that the resistance was mainly made up of the guild they had been hearing about. Kiote could not put a name to it; however, Grave could. Grave finally understood why there had been such an insistence on the guild wearing a uniform, there were a lot of them. Not only that though, but even from just a glance Grave could see just how dangerous most of these individuals could be. It wasn't hard to tell that they were all experts in some fashion. Kiote of course didn't notice, but that was mainly because he didn't bother too. Kiote was too drawn into hearing the ideas given, changed, removed from planning, and just plain discussion to bother thinking too much on anything but keeping track with the ever changing ideas.

Kiote barely heard a growl from Grave just before the door had been burst open by a dragon claiming he hated everyone. That wasn't a particularly graceful entrance, but it did get noticed. "Dragon. I do not particularly like them, but I must say it does seem like a good light in this grim situation. They have a dragon after all that can be used should he decide to help." Grave comment lightly, which Kiote nodded at in agreement. Yes, while the dragon would clearly be unpredictable and impossible to restrain, it was a powerful ally. Kiote had never actually seen a dragon in combat though, probably for good reason. If he had, he wouldn't be around to tell the tale.

Shortly after that outburst once again ideas began flying. Grave had taken notice of a feline laguz having made a suggestion, but beyond that Grave did not take any more notice of the male. It was simply nice to know that he wasn't the only laguz to show themselves here. Of course, it helped even more when a raven also made their opinion heard. Then of course came the bad part, the knock at the door which sent everyone by Kiote and Grave on edge by the looks of it. Kiote and Grave glanced over at a woman as she hurried to a baby and tried to sooth it. Kiote glanced over at Grave who had focused on the door. Someone had moved to the door, a man in nothing but a towel from the looks of it. Grave almost let out a faint chuckle at the thought.

Grave noticed the silence that enveloped the room as the man attempted to dissuade whoever was outside from entering. Grave could hear that the individual outside was requesting the disbanding of the resistance, which the man at the door played as though those inside weren't even there. Of course this ploy was ruined by Tibarn. Grave had given an expression of shock at the sight of the hawk king. Kiote, on the other hand, didn't even notice Tibarn. Then of course came the end of the ploy by a greenish blue haired man. So far, the cover story had changed three times, but Grave didn't seem bothered by that fact, nor did the guard outside.

"I'm lost with what is going on out there." Kiote mumbled. Grave glanced over at Kiote before shaking his head lightly. "They just admitted to being the resistance, surprisingly. Not sure that was smart, but at this point I don't think it matters anymore. Sounds like Vaida has information on the guilds leader, Rath." That was a quick synopsis to Kiote from Grave. Kiote merely shrugged at the thought. Well while everyone was playing make up a story, Kiote was still trying to process what was happening. Grave on the other hand was picking it up with his ears.

Roy was standing off to the side, not far from his uncles. It had taken him some time to get caught up on recent events that happened during his imprisonment, those being A) Rath and Vaida were sentenced to executions while Nils quit the guild crew, B) new laws that basically prevented him and his family from returning to Eyris...ever (Well, wasn't that just fine and dandy. Not like he had much at home anyway...he'd have to find someone who could enter in his stead and recover something he'd left behind), and C) the guild members were quitting and now joining a resistance against the king and adviser, leaving poor Isadora as the new Guild Captain pretty much all by herself. Well, she had Father Renault...where ever he was.

He stayed quiet as he listened to the others bicker about what they should do. Clearly, there was a lack of organization. Reminded him of the bandits that tried busting him and the others out earlier. Speaking of which...where was the guy that freed them?

Roy stopped listening to the conversation and instead looked around at the others that were in the room. There were some faces he didn't recognize, namely Kiote, Grave, Rajin, and as someone entered fiercely declaring he hated all of them, that ******** too. Gee, way to walk into a building housing a bunch of people you 'hate'. Now where the hell was that '******** you' pizza you were supposed to bring? The newcomer had some odd markings on his face... a Laguz, maybe? He didn't see any wings or tail on the guy, so he must be... dragon. At least, that's what he though the third group was.

The conversation was getting louder, and it didn't seem to be settling down anytime soon. Was it really that hard to decide a move? It wasn't long before there was a knock on the door. Good job guys. Way to shout and make a lot of noise about how you're going deal with the king and the old goat. You've bothered the neighbors. While a lot of people froze, Roy merely blinked in surprise. It was sudden, the knocking. Then again, it wasn't like he was looking out the window or anything. He would have gone to answer it, but he had to remind himself that he had just escaped from being sent off to prison. Not exactly a smart move, especially if there were guards.

Someone came out in a bath towel, and Roy glanced over to see who it was. Holy s**t, it was Solid Snake Gale. That was probably more surprising than the knock. When did he get here? Oh wait... after a quick thought, he figured that Gale may have been the person that had gone to rescue the prisoners, as the man did go off to somewhere in the house and Gale did appear from another room.

Behind the door was... Ah, he recognized that voice. Vaida. Wasn't she supposed to be awaiting her execution in the prison that was in the castle (he had been there only once, and that was when Aunt Madriana and her morphs had taken over and imprisoned all the crew, including his beloved Lilina)? Well, the past didn't matter now. And it seemed like there were some others out there too...

Tibarn sauntered out of nowhere and went to assist Gale at the door, blocking much of the view with those great wings of his. Roy was...tempted to just walk out and sit on the couch that was in view from the doorway and just smirk, maybe say 'Sup, bitches?' After all, if they had come to the manor with ill-intentions, they would certainly be booted out of its protective radius. But that would be too troublesome. So he shrugged that thought out of his mind and merely waited it out.

With everyone except those at the door and Ephraim being quiet, he could at least hear the conversation. By the sounds of it, it seemed like Rath's execution had been bumped up to...the day after tomorrow. That... wasn't good. Sue would be frantic with this information. Oh hey, Ephraim just admitted they were the resistance. Nice going, Prince. Then again, Vaida was probably already aware of this and merely didn't bother rounding them all up since they clearly outnumbered her small group and Valter. There was a remark from the female Bernese soldier before she mentioned something else. Seemed like the king wanted to talk to the group in the woods near the mountainside, south-west of their current location.

... Now why so far away? Was there any reason to pick that location besides getting rid of any advantages? Hah... who knows how long ago this was planned out. Chances were there were traps waiting for them. It was too bad he had already sent Darko out earlier, else he would have had the imp scout the area that was supposedly circled on the map for any traps. And chances where the little guy wasn't going to be back for a while, considering how large of an area he was going to have to cover on his latest quest.

Well, with this new set of information...what would the resistance do? Go gung-ho and rescue Rath two days from now, or go chat with the king tomorrow evening, or even both? Time for another debate on what to do. Yay.

And with that all said and done and thought of, Roy wandered over towards the kitchen to make something tasty to eat, passing in view of those at the door. He didn't even bother ducking behind the couch to stay hidden. With the resistance's cover already discovered, it didn't matter much what else went down, since Vaida's only orders seemed to be giving some information and finding out if the manor was the resistance's hide-out. He didn't know much about Vaida, but he knew Vaida wasn't going to step outside of her orders when she was already in some hot water with the adviser.

Well, time to see how this all plays out.

((Lemme know if anything needs to be fixed.))

And there went the swindler making no sense whatsoever. Sure the tiger knew well that they could disguise themselves as citizens for the execution. However, that idiot hadn't realize that a small group of "citizens" was not enough to fool the advisor. Therefore, it would rose the suspicion onto them if there were a lack of population among the crowd. Maybe using the crowd while blending in to set up a distraction while some will use stealth to sneak onto the stage and let the prisoners free and kill the advisor might been a good plan. However, no one had thought of that, not even the tiger.

The idiot should have kept his mouth shut while letting the cyan-haired beorc do the talking. At least that beorc knew what he was saying. Rallying the support was a good idea and should be counted as the forth. And even if two groups went to two separate prisoners, it still counted as one plan, not two. Really, that idiot needed to learn how to set out the plan carefully.

As how as the tiger wanted to tell the swindler how much of an idiot he was, he couldn't. There were Guard officers outside of the manor and it could be ******** up if they tried to screw around. Luckily, the purple-haired beorc and Tibarn informed them that it was just a gathering. Not a bad idea. At least it would cover up why there were so many people. However, he could smell that it didn't fool them. But after the scarred face beorc let out a small talk about going to search for the resistance to give a small message, the cyan-haired beorc admitted they were. Rajin gawked in surprise.

What the ********? Was that beorc more stupid than that swindler? Why the ******** did he expose them all? Great, now they were all in deep s**t. If they had to go down with the fight, then they had to. He would have deal with the beorc if they managed to survive the fighting. He shouldn't dare expose them to the enemy.

But apparently, the officers didn't order the group of army to fight (He could smell the soldiers outside due to the front door being opened, despite unable to see the soldiers and unknowing that the soldiers couldn't pass the barrier. Hell, he didn't even know there was a barrier.) That was odd. He would expect a fight right away after being exposed. Instead of no attacking, they handed out the message, informing about some sort of meeting. Okay, either this world have different ideal of how things should be setting or the Goddess was pulling his tail as a joke.

Before anyone could give a reply to the scarred woman, the idiot talked first. As much as the tiger disliked the swindler, the conditions were good. There was no telling if the meeting was really a trap or not. After all, they were rebelling against the king and the advisor, mainly the old goat.

Just then, the tiger's ears perked when he heard a new voice. Rajin turned his head to see a red-haired man. Although this person looked like a beorc, this person smelled differently. He could smell that this person was a dragon, but at the same time, this person didn't smell like a dragon laguz like that racist tard earlier. Who was that guy? Better yet, what the hell he was?

Rajin listened as the strange dragon informed about wanting to repeal the laws.

"I gotta agree with that fellow," Rajin agreed. "Why do we want to follow a leader who doesn't give a damn about his subjects? If these laws don't revoke immediately, don't expect us to sit still and obey quietly."

"Well this is obviously a trap, like Ephraim said. Okay what we can do is have a group of people go to the location at sunset, but some of them will stay hidden. If there isn't a trap the hiding ones stay hidden. If there is, they jump out and assist. As for the others they can go into Eyris to try to rescue Rath... he'll probably be in the castle dungeons. I don't think Rogvald would have lied about that. Try to keep the numbers even, but don't let that stop you from going where you feel like ."



(Rushed I'll make it better later you get the gist of it though.)

Fefga was pleased at the convictions she was witnessing. The resistance was determined to change things and save Rath. Some ideas were a little... out there, but Fefga couldn't say what was right or wrong to do. She could only warn against consequences and only if she was asked. ...Apparently she wasn't needed, so she just watched.

However, she did appear next to Amelia and tap her on the shoulder. It wasn't because Amelia was the leader or anything like that, but mainly because she was the manor caretaker. Keeping Fefga's home nice had gained the trust of the spirit. "I know I just got here, but I haves to go for a while." She looked out the window. "There's something I gots to do. The barrier will be lifted, so be extra careful." She shut her eyes and smiles sweetly. "I'll be back soon!"

And just like that, Fefga was gone again, with no explanations as to what she had to do.