The two asked around, finding very quickly that most of the Owl's company hadn't bothered to worry about the two nobles. Only when they had stopped the same Elf girl who had spoken up during the meeting did they get a solid answer. Vesper grabbed onto the girls arm lightly as she passed by with a crate of broken weapons for Faraks and Ragnar to fix. "Oh! Vesper, dear did you need something?"<br/><br/>"Ara, the Cromwells, do you happen to know where they are? They weren't at the meeting and, um, Finny wanted to make sure they knew of the plan too." Vesper didn't think the girl was a danger, but best to be safe, rather than sorry. Ara gave a small frown and adjusted the crate in her arms, before pointing towards a tent a few feet away. "They should be in there. I warn you though, after all that's happened, Tobias has been in a right sour mood. More than usual. Can't say I really blame him, but just a heads up." Vesper let her go with a quick thanks and the three made there way to the tent, which as they got closer seemed to be the healers station.<br/><br/>"That's odd....do you think they're hurt?"Vesper asked watching as a few healers checked supplies, and busied themselves with odd tasks.<br/><br/>"Might be. I doubt the dragon would care much if she killed her own men if she could resurrect them again. Lets just go. Hopefully they can still talk, yeah?" He didn't wait for them to acknowledge that, pushing past the tents opening and inside.<br/><br/>Sure enough, they spotted their targets not to far in. Tobias, a dark skinned man, with hair as black as a ravens wing, sat by the bedside of what one could only assume was his twin sister, though her once beautiful face was now half wrapped in thick bandages along with most of the rest of her body. He didn't seem to notice them when they walked up, but when Vesper went to speak he cut her off.<br/><br/>"I do not have the will to listen to the lot of you, nor do I care to keep company with you. Leave." he said, not looking up at them as he spoke.