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Roy listened to Elly speak. She was certainly bringing up a different approach, and was thankful that he had gone to a third party for help. When she had finished, he exhaled, then took a quick, cool breath.

"Responding to your questions in order...I really like Lilina, so yes, I have feelings for her. It then depends on how long I've known the girl, how well I can relate to her, how well we get along, and how often I see them. When I'm with Mel...it doesn't feel any different than when I'm with Lilina, though...it does feel a little warmer. Probably because she's always playing with fire." he shrugged, then continued.

"When she kissed and confessed to me, I was surprised. Sure, she was drinking quite a bit during the party, but she seemed sober enough to know what she was doing. But still...being kissed by someone who's been drinking alcohol for the past who knows how much time we spent at the bar doesn't leave a good taste in one's mouth." he grimaced.

"Her company is just as enjoyable as when I'm with Lilina or Lalum." Here, he took a pause before he glanced over at Elly when she stopped to confront him about how he felt about Melethia. If she was asking that last question, then clearly she didn't understand why he was struggling so much with this.

"That's the thing. I don't know how I feel about her. If I did, I wouldn't be struggling so much with this problem." he said softly.

He then shook his head and sighed before looking up at the darkening sky. "I really wish there was an easy button sometimes for some situations...so people wouldn't suffer so much with their problems."

Elly shook her head, he was going about this situation entirely wrong..perhaps she wasn't clear. "I don't think your understanding what I am trying to point out" The sniper mentioned, suddenly raising a finger up to his face then pulled it toward her lips as she spoke. "Speak from your heart, what does it tell you?" perhaps that was more clear then anything else. She was trying to get him away from the label 'like', 'love' and 'confession' which was something Roy needed to worry about last.

"As a friend, how do you see Melethia? Because by the tone of your voice and the way you speak of her..it is as if you want nothing more to do with her then simply friends" Was that what he really wanted? After all that he's been through with this girl? To simply end it as friendship? If so then Roy had nothing else to think about, his answer was right there in front of him. Not that it wasn't before but should the red-headed teen think about it anymore then the more confused he was bound to get. "I'm not trying to confuse you anymore then you already are."

Elhaym paused for a moment, then dropped her hand to her side. She wasn't getting anywhere with this, he wanted help, she offered to help and she was going to give him the help he needed. "Very well...lets take a different approach then" from her quiver, Elly pulled out one of her arrows and knelt to the ground. Using the tip she wrote out 'Lilina' and 'Melethia'(Only two because she didn't know the third name) into the snow and stood up. "If Lilina and Melethia were in grave danger, a life threatening danger...but.." she paused, raising her right hand to point to the sky, it still held the arrow she used to draw. "You can only save..one..whose life would you rush to save..? I don't want you to give me an answer right away, think about the good and the bad that has happened when you are with both of them and then tell me" it wold be a difficult decision but this was the only way to clear things up. Should he choose Lilina, then the friendship with Melethia would remain the same. If he chose Melethia however, it would mean she means a whole lot more to him then simply 'friends'.

Splat!

During the middle of Roy's little excuse, Elly had formed a snow ball where she knelt and threw it at the red-headed teen, hitting him smack dab on the face. Must he make things more difficult then they already were? Magic users or not, their life is in danger! "That's not the point here! magic users or not, they're about to die!" The sniper screamed, chucking another snowball toward him that hit his forehead.

Maybe she had just disturbed his thinking, but at the moment she was frustrated and the first thing that came to her mind was apparantly chucking a snowball at poor Roy. She let out a low huff and kicked the snow. Obviously throwing snowballs at the lord wasn't going to help. Instead she packed together snow and began rolling it against the white blanket around them, keeping herself occupied with a snowman while the Lord went to his thinking.

After she had rolled the first one in the proper size she wanted, Elly patted it then looked up "For now, live your life how you normally do. If you think on it too much the answer will never come." The sniper stared for a moment then resumed with her mission to create a snowman.

The Dame Knight listened carefully to Alihi and Cyric's conversation along with Vaida's comment about the enemy when they sat down. Although it seemed that Mordache was the prime suspect to attack, what Alihi said made sense. It would be a waste of energy for the army to travel around instead of marching straight forth.

Furthermore, the theory of using a Warp staff was skeptical for Isadora. If the unknown force was from oversea, then how did they not know of another continent? She remembered reading a bit of the continent history when she was trying to study about Leander, the Learanian king. From what she had read, Leander had nearly destroyed the world, causing a tsunami and sunk all battleships continent but one. The continent that they were on. But if it was from another land, how did that unknown force knew of this land? No, it was still too skeptical for her. There must be another reason.

When Alihi explained to the Estarcians about their origins, it made perfect sense for the paladin. Like themselves, the unknown force must have come another world. But which world did this unknown force came from? That was the problem they need to figure out. If the force came from the world they knew, then it would be easier to outmaneuver the movement. However, figuring out their identity would have to come later. Right now, they need to stop the force.

Isadora listened carefully to the tactical plan Alihi was explaining as she studied the map. Although the paladin was unsure what was the force's goal was, the movement that the Tactician explained made sense. It would be the only movement that the enemy would have to make if they had a tactician on their side. Not to mention, it was the only movement if they were in an unknown land. Once again, Alihi had made a good deduction, even if it was a guess.

The paladin frowned a bit when she heard Alihi made a comment about heading to Altiplos. Although it would be dangerous to lose their only best tactician out in the battlefield, what Alihi said made sense. If they needed to figure out the enemy's movement, the best way was to see them in action. Now to figure out what her movement would be.

"I volunteer to stay in Archesis and be the base watch." Isadora spoke. "I will send out the message to you in case we receive more news about the enemy and their movements. In addition, we need to keep up the status of how the injures are and how much aid we can give."

The paladin thought back to the conversation they had said earlier, trying to figure out what was the enemy's goal. If what Alihi said was true, that Archesis was their target to reach, then what was it that they were after? Was it to dethrone the king? Or could there be something else important in this kingdom? The paladin would have to speak with Cornelius and Cyric later once they gathered more information about the enemy. Speaking about the enemy...

"Sir Cyric," Isadora addressed the male paladin as she turned her attention to him. From what Cornelius had told her before the conference, he said that Cyric had came from the battle. Was it against the unknown force that the Captain of Estarcian Guards fought? "Do you happened to see the enemy's banner when you were battling with them? If you do, can you describe us what the banner look like?"

If the banner was from the worlds they knew so well, then they had managed to identify the enemy. And even if they couldn't identify the enemy, the paladin knew for sure that they would win the battle. She just hoped that luck was on their side.

Cornelius stayed quiet throughout the meeting. He was more interested in what the Learanians had to say, and any information about the enemy would be better said by Cyric, who had actually fought them. He simply nodded when needed and confirmed what he could. When he was asked if he could handle the troops staying behind, Cornelius audibly responded. "Yes. I will prove that the trust you have given me is well placed."

The conversation continued, and thankfully they were finally getting to deciding where to move and who would go. When Cornelius heard Lady Isadora relay that she would stay at the capital, a sense of happiness came up inside of him. The lady always seemed to know how to keep things calm and orderly. And with a sweet personality like hers, nobody ever seemed to dislike her. In his eyes at least, Isadora was one of the most respected among her people, and even many Estarcians who knew her seemed to accept her into their social standing. Work at the capital would certainly be far more enjoyable.

A moment later, Cyric's attention was brought to the map once more, in an attempt to answer the feistier Learanian. Cornelius agreed that having a base set up for healing was a good idea. A place closer to the fighting, and yet not directly in the battlefield was the more strategic location. He listened to Cyric name off places as a possibility, but not many of them seemed to be suiting. The first fort was too run down, far too dangerous to set up a place of healing. The second was... well... "That fort no longer stands, Sir Cyric. It was taken down and used as resources for the villages in that area." Cornelius leaned forward and placed his finger elsewhere on the map. It was north-east of the capital, along the same line of Restia, which was north-west of the capital. "However, there is an old fort here. It was abandoned a bit before your time, Sir Cyric, so I do not find it strange that you know naught of it. I also know that it is still in good shape. It's location is shrouded by forestry, and the distance from it to here takes the same time that is required to travel to Restia. I think it will be far enough away from the front lines." Cornelius looked away from the map and sat back into his seat. "That is my suggestion, at least."

...Injured with pain and sadness, the you that cannot be healed
Shoulder the burden of the past that cannot be erased; don't throw away your will to live...