Yuria returned the squeeze of the hand, and by the looks of it, she was truly touched by the words.  She began to lean forward, but stopped herself, her eyes glancing at the guard who had a raised brow aimed at them.  Shooting the man a glare, Yuria simply nodded, and holding her hand, guided the young elf to and through the door.<br/><br/>Inside, it was clearly a meeting room, not an office, almost nice enough to fit the bill for a proper war room, which was surprising.  In front was a large, heavy table with seats all around, and against each other wall of the room stood what looked to be lightly armored knights, with wizard robes atop it, likely spell-knights of either the Knights in Silver or the Spellguard, most likely the former.  At the table, the side opposite the entrance, sat three men.  The rightmost was a man clad in shining silver full-plate, his hair a bright white and his face laden with scars, one which had apparently taken out his eye.  The middle one was a man in a lighter breastplate, not quite as bright as the former's, his hair a dark grey, shorter, and sandier, with deep lines upon his face despite being younger than the other man.  The last and leftmost man wore robes, and had a heavy, full, white beard and head of hair, and his eyes blazed with wisdom and intellect beyond his other companions.<br/><br/>As the duo stepped forward, the middle man, the Guard-Captain, spoke up.<br/><br/>"That's close enough you." he said, directing his words at but one person: Mylanna "You may have a seat, Lady Yuria."<br/><br/>"If it is no offense to you, I would prefer to stand." she replied, standing next to her lover, strong and proud giving a proper bow, and no longer holding her hand or standing<em>too</em>close.<br/><br/>A brief moment of silence, then the rightmost man, clearly the Knight-Captain, spoke up "We've been discussing the events of the most recent murder and the events of last night.  Minute details aside, the basics of it is that last night, the elf behind you had been accused of committing the murder, falsely it seems, and the largest spot of evidence that I can see to have been gathered against her was the claim that she was a lycanthrope capable of committing such a killing, by the widow of the victim.  I am correct so far?"<br/><br/>"Yes, so far." Yuria replied.<br/><br/>"You were sent to bring her in, and for the first time ever, you actually<em>brought</em>in one of your quarries of such a nature.  Not long after that, around the time of the second attack, it became clear that she was innocent as she was behind bars and under watch by you yourself at the time." the Knight-Captain continued in his retelling "You, at some liberty without due process I might add, freed her, and with the aid of a Mystic Fire Knight you let her track down the real murderer, a verified werewolf, and she was the one who slew him with the aid of the knight and yourself, correct yet still?"<br/><br/>"Yes sir; one-hundred percent." Yuria replied with a nod.<br/><br/>Silence, again, for a few more moments.  The Guard-Captain spoke up then.<br/><br/>"So then, have you a plan already on how to handle it?" he asked, simply nodding his head in the direction of My at the word it.<br/><br/>"I already dealt with<em>her</em>the same way I would deal with any falsely accused; I apologize, I set her free, and I gave her compensation from what would normally be 'my' share of the slain's belongings before they were seized by the rest of the guard." Yuria responded, veiled irritation behind her words at some points.<br/><br/>"You intend to simply<em>let her go</em>?  You know<em>it</em>is a lycanthrope, and yet your plan is to simply let her wander about as she pleases?" the man responded with a deeper frown and similar underlying demeanor "She carries a dangerous disease, and she is a threat to everyone here... and you would have her wander about loose within these walls?"<br/><br/>"She has done nothing wrong, she has no record, I've heard of absolutely no complaints against her in any way, shape, or form, and trust me when I say that, lest she transforms, her 'disease' is not communicable..." Yuria continued to respond, her voice calm and measured "and in case you are unfamiliar with who I am, I've slain 42 lycanthropes before now... by myself and in open, honorable combat for the most part in their most powerful 'hybrid' form.  If being a threat is all it takes to be locked up or banished from the city, then you'd best throw me in chains first because<em>I</em>am<em>far</em>more dangerous than her."<br/><br/>"Watch your tongue; you step outside your station with your words." he growled back with a heavily furrowed brow "While it has not done anything<em>yet</em>, with<em>her</em>kind it's only a matter of time before they turn into those marauding beast-"<br/><br/>"She is<em>not</em>a beast!" Yuria replied with her own growl "She is a kind soul, completely in control of her 'condition', whom refuses to transform except in an<em>emergency</em>and even<em>then</em>would never think to attack-"<br/><br/>"Know your place!"<br/><br/>"I do, you?"<br/><br/>"<em>Both</em>of you know your places and quit behaving like children!" the Knight-Captain cut in, quite loud and authoritative in his tone "Despite your claims, Lady Yuria, a point has been raised; lycanthropes are known to be dangerous here in the Silver Marches, and many of the ones that are 'in control' end up losing it eventually.  That as well, she was the one to slay the werewolf, meaning she did the majority of the fighting and handled her own against a creature capable of killing one of our guardsmen in one swipe?"<br/><br/>Yuria simply grit her teeth at that, and nodded, which was met by a nod from the Knight-Captain.<br/><br/>"Under those circumstances, I would say that considering her a<em>potential</em>threat is fairly justified.  In that case I would agree that-"<br/><br/>"Hold that thought, for but a moment, will you?" the leftmost man, the Archmagus, who had yet to speak til now cut in "You two, I'm afraid, are jumping to conclusions, and the three of you that have been talking have been quite rude, you know..."<br/><br/>He gestures to Mylanna, a bit of a smirk upon his face.<br/><br/>"If you wish to know her character, would it not be easier to ask the person whose character you wish to know what their character may be?" he stated in a quizzical manner of speech "I would personally like to hear what she has to say for herself... so would you care to speak, my dear?  What do you have to say on the matter discussed so far?"