The guard captain grimaces at Grai's use of 'good fun' to describe what was happening in the Valley, then again at Lilandra's suggestion that the entire valley be evacuated. "We are not shiftless vagrants like you without a care or responsibility in the world." he says strongly, "This valley is my home, it was my father's home--I wouldn't want to live anywhere else. Our ancestors, starting with nothing but the skin on their backs, developed Orev into a utopia of peace and plenty. It is our duty to continue their work, no matter the risk."<br/><br/>"Agreed." says Cecil with a nod. "The Pact nation was made to last; we can't up and run away at the first sign of danger." The mousefolk looks to Grai, Sashi, Lilandra and Takal as they talk amongst themselves, discussing what they will do. "Are you planning an expedition to Jejuna, just the lot of you? You folk are brave, I'll give you that. You'd never see me on that northern route, even with an escort. Too many rodentivores in that forest. And the wind lately--<span style="font-style: italic">Brr</span>!"<br/><br/>The guard captain crosses his arms over his plated chest. "Brave, perhaps. Or foolish. A single soldier does not change the tide of a war--it doesn't matter how fast he runs or how much 'ass he can kick'" he directs this last part at the Kalishtar. "Only a well organized group will stand a chance in Jejuna."<br/><br/>Cecil looks at Geno. "Personally, I'd love to just wait this winter out underground. But after hearing what that fire demon said...I don't think spring is around the corner. Sooner or later, someone is going to have to go north and get to the bottom of this. And since with each passing day the attacks are only getting worse, I think it should be sooner rather than later. While there's still something left to save."<br/><br/><br/><br/>The mousefolk servant makes a strange face when the customer orders an empty bowl but obediantly fetches her one. Fiona is soon face to face with another bowlful of what looks like grey snot. Although it contains all of the essential nutrients required to keep a body functioning, the wizard who made it clearly had no tastebuds whatsoever.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Cecil repeats the rates for Daevin: four silver pieces for a room, one for a mat and blanket--spots near the fire are on a first-come-first-serve basis.<br/><br/><br/>The guard captain happens to look down as he uncrosses his arms and is reminded of the holes in his armor. "Where did that goblin get to?"