Enter the Labyrinth

[Draven Hunter]

Draven decided to hold his tongue and listen for the time being. He had had the same idea as Seriah, taking one captive or killing a Were to pit the blame on the other race of Werecreature. But since his mind had already been voiced, he had nothing more he could add, without repeating what had been said. He waited to hear what Stella had to put forth, watching her with those burning bronze eyes of his, becoming very annoyed with the current situation. So much he had to discuss with other members and so little time before he had to return to his regular duties, outside of this vampiric hell. He sighed and waited, closing his eyes as he did to endure the wait between conversation by only listening.

[Ashemir Draemis]

Ashemir furrowed his brow slightly at the materials that Stella's plan called for. Maybe he wouldn't feel so objecting if she had just voiced the plan. Seriah had only asked for ideas and discussions to those ideas, so if she was feeling tentative, then Ashemir had no idea why. Perhaps the two vampires that didn't want to kill the prince were taking the arguments too personally. It also wasn't as if Seriah wasn't willing to meet midway; he had even said that until someone came up with something better, the prince would be spared if he surrendered.

[Valmar Diodorus]

It seemed the ideas to create civil war between the werefolk were similar and not far enough. While capturing and killing a few werecreatures and making it seem like the other side did it was a bright plan, it didn't go far enough. While it could spark conflict between the two species, it wouldn't result in full out war. They needed to go a step further.

"Well, it seems we're on the right page. However, in order to manufacture total war between two factions, you got to exploit their hatred with a battering ram. We need to strike at the heart. Though it seems risky, I propose we orchestrate an attack at the werecreature's most holy shire, Yina. If we make it seem like it was one of the werecreatures, we wouldn't we have swing a blade against them."

[Stella Rein Gwenanotta]

<sup>Stella smiled and listened to Seriah and Valmar. "Yes, that is what I was thinking. Maybe instead of the traditional killing a wereanimal and blaming it on the other, we should kidnap or steal someone or something important." She thought for a moment more, trying to get up some details. "I was originally thinking that one of us could sneak into Bastest and, say, spy on a werecat royal or official of importance. We'd have to cover up our scent, hence the need for some type of perfume. Then, once we've got a basic layout of their business each day, we could steal them away and blame it on a werewolf."

Stella thought for a moment more. "We would need to have some silver on us, of course, to prevent them from changing."

"Now that I've heard your suggestion about Yina, Valmar, I think that could work, also. Actually, I think an attack could work just as well as a kidnapping."

Stella really wasn't too biased as for plans for the wereanimals, so she just waited for everyone's opinions.</sup>

[Seriah Desislov]

Seriah nodded, taking in the few plans that had been spoken. "If we attack in Yina we have to be particularly stealthy. It's they're holy place, they'll easily recognize something who shouldn't be there passing through." He tipped his heads back. "We could cover the scent with smoke, like a werewolf, or other natural smells." He smiled towards Valmar, "And since you're so adapt at killing wereanimals, I don't think it'd be troublesome for you to find a few to kill and skin ahead of time. We could use their fur to fully cover the smell of our passing." He still thought taking someone alive would create a greater sense of urgency, and so rasher action that would start a war... But he wasn't unwilling to let Valmar have his way, otherwise what use was having the general? He just hoped the man's bloodthirstiness against the war animals wouldn't get in the way of his better judgment. They could afford any second chances here.

[Draven Hunter]

Draven listened to everyone speak, taking in the information and logging it away. He seemed to have lost his voice in the matter; boredom and disinterest taking over his thoughts. He looked down at an outstretched hand, leaning against the wall, one leg crossed over the other and tip the tip of his boot lightly tapping the ground. He examined his nails and sighed softly. Finally, he might have thought of something. Since he wasn't much help to this entire meeting anyway, he might as well volunteer his services to the cause, though he was certain he would regret it. He looked at Seriah, bronze eyes burning.
"I'm willing to pose as the spy," he said, standing upright and recrossing his arms.
He didn't look particularly happy but, hey, why not help? He had really nothing better to do. The humans were becoming increasingly suspicious of him so maybe doing something else for awhile would get them off his trail.
"Whatever you decide to do," he continued, gaze sweeping the room. "I may not be able to offer much assistance in choosing a plan or offering ideas. But I'm stealthy, as my job requires I be, and I can obtain information pretty damn well. I might as well give some help, even if I'm not too happy about all of the plans."

[Ashemir Draemis]

As far as plans went, Ashemir was still more or less neutral. Tainting Yina with blood seemed to be deliciously poetic, but kidnapping a wereanimal and blaming it on someone else was equally as delightful in theory. "Stealing someone important would drive more of a point, but it's also incredibly dangerous, and we can't afford anyone knowing that we're planning and acting." He glanced at Stella, "Bastest? Are you insane? If we steal a werecat, we would have to unnecessarily risk ourselves for a prominent figure due to their solitary nature. But if we take any werewolf that strays a little too far on the outskirts of Naulus' forest, regardless of position, the werewolves would more sooner notice that one of their own is gone. If anything, infiltrating the wereanimals' places of living is one of the most unnecessary risks we can take at this point."

When Seriah mentioned skinning wereanimals and covering themselves, Ashemir was jolted as though holding back vomit as he repelled back a step. He was NOT participating in that plan. That had to be the most disgusting thing he had ever heard! He was NOT putting a dead animal's skin on himself. Recovering his wits with a deep breath through his nose, he glanced at Draven when the bronze-eyed vampire seemed more willing to put himself out there. As long as that would make him stop whining about how killing humans was wrong.... "What plan are we deciding on?" he asked impatiently.

[Valmar Diodorus]

Valmar was overall quite pleased with the suggestions. He loved when a group can come together and come up with ways in disposing an enemy. However, he was disappointed with Ashemir's skepticism about kidnapping a werecat from Bastest. True, it required was risky for a vampire to set foot in the werecat's "capital", but careful planning and precise execution could make the task plausble. Though, Valmar does look foward towards skinning some werecreatures (he could always deal with getting a new rug).

Still, he needed Seriah's final word before anything could be accomplished. While Valmar had his own plans, he knew the warlord wasn't going to allow his suborbinates to do whatever, even if it'll benefit the cause. That's one of the annoyances about being a leader working under a leader. He feels limited in what he could do. Yet, maybe this was for the best, since Seriah at times balanced the fanaticalism of Valmar.

"May I suggest, sir, that we could use the combination of plans, so it could maxinize the effect."

[Seriah Desislov]

Combining the plans sounded find to him. Better to get both sides to busy going for each other's throats to actually talk the problem out. “I don't want anyone venturing into Bastest. I'll take one or two vampires interested with me to catch a werecat on their way in or out, to minimize the risk. Otherwise, Valmar can organize a small group to take out a few werewolves within Yina.” He considered for a moment, before adding, “And we'll have to make sure the bodies /look/ like they were ripped into by other wereanimals. Well handled daggers might be enough, unless you have anything fancier Valmar.” Who knew what sort of arsenal goodies Valmar could produce. Draven could easily fit in to either group, though his competence with stealth might make him especially valuable to Valmar.

[Draven Hunter]

Draven noted with a pleased look that everything was beginning to go somewhere. No more bickering, arguing and what-not. It was about time they moved along with what plans they were willing to use. And he supposed he could be a part of either idea. He wouldn't mind ridding the world of a few Werecreatures, whether they be cat or wolf. Both posed a problem to his own, personal work and so they deserved to be destroyed. He listened to Seriah begin to devise a solid plan, looking at Valmar as he was mentioned. This might not be a bad idea. He still had to speak to the general, get his words in on the strange offer he'd been given. Who knew what would happen if he actually joined the vampire army? He just didn't want to be restricted. He waited, quietly, all of his opinions and ideas already voiced and on the table.

[Ashemir Draemis]

Ashemir still demonstrated no feelings either way for the plans, but combining them didn't sound like it would be detrimental. Even Draven appeared rather satisfied, which had to mean that this meeting was going well. He supposed that meant that Draven was going to assist Valmar, considering that their skills were in the same area. Ashemir's expression soured, which he mostly quelled before he looked back to the warlord. "I suppose I'll go with you," he said to Seriah, if a little reluctantly.

[Valmar Diodorus]

Valmar loved when a plan came together. It meant he'll be ever closer to slaying those were-creatures. The general grinned when Seriah asked how he was going to dispose the enemy.

"Well, my Lord, not only do we plan on using weaponary used by the were-creatures, but some of our smiths have crafted some claws similarly based on the paws of those filthy animals. With using an experimential non-scent deorderant and the aid of stealth, we'll strike against our foes while making it look like it was the other side."

[Seriah Desislov]

Seriah gave a pleased smile, mostly masking his slight surprise, at Ashemir's affirmation of where he was going. "Of course you will." Feeling as smug as a cat who'd caught a humming bird, he shifted his attention back to Valmar. "That sounds fine, to me. Just mind your scent, and tracks." But all in all he trusted that if there was one thing Valmar could handle, it was a mission to go kill things. It was clearly where the general shone best.

Clasping his hands together, he looked over what was left of the vampires in the cavern. "I think that fairly sets things in order. If anyone has anything to discuss.." He waved his and vaguely, expecting everyone could figure things out from there.

[Draven Hunter]

Draven shrugged to Seriah. He had no more to add. He would have to speak with Valmar now, and discuss the position. Throughout the meeting, he had brought up a position in the army, but what worried the mercenary more was what position. He wasn't about to join if he were going to be thrown at the bottom and have to claw his way up. Hell no. He glanced at the General, signalling he wanted a word, about more than just the army position as well. He would accompany this side of the plan, working to kill off a few Werecreatures. It would help with his own occupation in the long run, he told himself. He waited for everyone else to confirm they were finished.

[Ashemir Draemis]

Of course he will? Of course he will! As if Seriah expected him to act that way! He was no slave. Ashemir looked away to hide another displeased expression, seeing that Draven was going to speak to Valmar. Ugh... now he couldn't frivolously occupy himself with someone else. He supposed if no one had anything else to say to Seriah for the moment.... Ashemir made his way to the warlord, looking more or less uninterested, raising his lantern slightly. "Will we be going over specifics now or later?" he asked, voice lowered from discussion volume to regular speaking.