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"Mm." Althenna nodded distractedly, "That's what I wanted to talk to you about. Me and Kayn are going to execute the heads of Semane and Netura. Would you like to join us? I can't promise any pay but I'm a very good hunter -- as I've already said -- so food won't be too much of a problem." as they passed a street vendor selling human meat, she added, "I don't mind if you prefer human meat, either. But I'll not cook it." she said firmly.

Fingering the hilt of her mother's blade, she questioned, "What are your talents?" she drew the blade and spun it in her hand, "Besides light fingers?"

Althenna decided she very much liked this girl and grinned at her displays.

"It is no joke. I have been to the Castle of King Henry and the Four Palaces of the Four Lords and I believe it is possible. We simply need the right people." She sheaved her blade and took a moment to look cocky as she tossed a few black locks over her shoulder, "And humans are eaten by just about everything -- even other humans -- so I must assume we are quite tasty."

As they entered the tavern, Althenna admited, "I think I would have liked your father. He reminds me of my mother, may the winds carry her home." she added in a mutter, "Your skills are something we will need. And your sword is a fine one, so we won't have to worry about getting you equipment. I would advise armor... though" she looked down at herself, "I'm one to talk." she said sarcastically.

Althenna chuckled at Valora's comment about "cold winters".

"I will agree with you on the armor. My agility has kept me alive where others have perished. Of course, I'm sure my strength will become my weakness someday and be the death of me. It is only fitting." She cast a sidelong glance at Valora and smirked, "Though I doubt my speed and agility is anything compared to yours."

Althenna took her seat and sat at easy at the table, despite being in a room full to brimming with demons in various stages of drunkenness.

"My mother was Leader of Hannah -- a nomadic amazon warrior tribe -- and friend of King William. Though they often fought, the two were loyal to each other. I was taken to the castle during winters to train to become the personal guard of William's first child. As for my entering the demon houses... " an irritated look passed over her face as she spoke, "I did a lot of climbing." she said wryly.

"Besides, you handle yourself alot better than most humans do. Although..." Val leant forward a bit and placed her hand flat and beside her mouth. "I think if Kayn didn't kill us with her demonic strength, she most definitely would with her glare! " she whispered loudly knowing it would be pointless to try to voice something and keep it from the demon.

Althenna giggled at that.

"As for the..." Val paused as some of the other demons filling the place began to give intrigued glances. "...other places, you really must have a death wish."

"You know, I get that a lot." The leaned back in her chair and said, "I'm patient to a point. Past that point, I'm impatient and bullheaded. I've reached the latter part with this stupid war."

Althenna frowned, "I would like to think just hte three of us could take on the task at hand, but the part of me that factors in reality has pointed out that it would be impossible. We have a long road a head of us, Valora, will you stay 'til the end?" she asked critically.

Althenna stood in kind and excepted Valora's handshake, "Well, we have ourselves a deal." Waving to a barmaid, she said to Valora, "A warm meal to start things off sounds like a good idea to me." She grinned.

The demoness came reluctantly. She did not want to serve a human or a half-breed but money was money.

"What do you want?" She asked curtly.

"A meal minus the human." Althenna answered quickly, "And something light to drink. It's still mid-day, no use getting drunk this early."

"The same for me. Although I'd like a pint of whiskey for the beverage." Althenna raised an eyebrow and Valora grinned at her from across the table. "Don't worry, I don't get drunk easy."

Althenna gave a small smirk, "There are upsides to being a half-demon." Taking her seat, she turned to Kayn, "Anything for you? I'm paying."

So Althenna had managed to convince the half-breed to join them- which was more of a bittersweet accomplishment for Kayn. As they sat down in the tavern Althenna asked Kayn if she wanted anything to eat.

"Meat," she answered nonspecifically, staring at the table. Right now she didn't care anyways- she would eat sheep, pork, or human. "And something light to drink, too." She had recently downed some alcoholic drink made with human anyways.

Selce stirred in her seat next to her father. As a member of the council and she his only heir Selce was allowed to sit in except for the most important things. As another council member directed a just entered elf, Selce sat up straight in her seat. Another man entered into the midst of the council platform. She listened to what the man said. At the word's of the want to kill the leaders she was completly out of her seat to listen carefully to the words. "Father I must leave, I have business for the house to sort." He mumbled his agreement and she slipped out. She retrieved her gear, mainly her sword and light chainmail, and returned to a platform close to the Council's. She would wait until the elf or the group of men left, then she would join them.
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Aisha's anger was well placed. She had been woken during the day, she was mostly a night person. Aisha had been ordered to learn about a claim of a trio stealing from a minor demon lord. She snorted in disgust that she had to investigate a claim of theft. What was worse it was a paltry amount to this lord. He was rich but believed since there was a demon and half-demon among the three that he had been targetted. Aisha had been able to search the area thoroughly and followed rumors and whispers to a tavern nearby. Aisha decided to take a peak inside. There were many trio's inside the tavern but only one had a half-demon with them. She decided to wait to 'ask' her questions until it was less crowded. Her lord may not want such a display to happen in public. She sat at a nearby table and eavesdropped as best she could.