Ysena took herself another helpful gulp of the fluid, the alcohol warming her throat on the cold night. "Good to have you with us, Auirch... Huh whats going on over there?" She looked towards where Laplace and the others were grouping up, curious she asked one of her men, looked fairly alert, to hold guard for a few miniutes. "If you'll excuse me a moment" She wandered up towards the group, axe still in hand.  "Looks like your getting your own little crew Laplace, looks like you'll be able to carry your part of the work tomorrow after all. But don't you think its early days for you to be saying that you'll cause a Coup De Tat? Sure your lads look like they can handle themselves, but this is armies were talking about, theres a reason people have not spoken against the corruption of the lords, swords cut words flat, and they got them in spades." She didn't really want to put such a dampener on the festivities, but all this young blooded dreams of victory, while hers have already been tempered with the experience of dissapointment, at the cost of lives. "Will you be ready to send good men to their deaths for this ideology? Because that path will have much of it."