Raven watched all the exchanges and smiled at Faeron when she came back from trying to get the two head guilds from going at each others throats. Stepping up and giving her a hug and stepping back again, he shrugs. "I've spent most of the meeting fighting to get them to stay on topic. Surprised they haven't drawn weapons." Movement towards Cash drew Raven's eye and he subconsciously reached over his shoulder for his sword hilt as he turned towards, the hands lowering when he realized it was the player who'd helped Cash escape some PKers a few months back. Of course, he was sure that Faeron had noticed where his hand went.

"Heh, sorry for that, still kinda jumpy. Ran into a PKer who'd struck out on his own." His armor had change enough to really make a difference when he walked into the room. It was still light metal armor, he couldn't take hits like Ryan, but it was effective. There were little spikes that came up a couple inches on the shoulders then flared back and the tops of the knee on his leggings were pointed, making kneeing in combat even more effective. The color scheme, black and red, made him all the more intimidating when paired with his Dark Knightesque helmet, which he currently wasn't wearing. His sword was a rarer one, known as Dividendo Mortem, though he hadn't found any secret abilities in it. He went to continue speaking when a fist slammed on the table.

"Oh my god... you're right... that's all we have to do!" Raven looked towards the pair who were finally in agreement, though Raven wasn't. It was the same plan they employed in every fight, only with Defenders also pulling the boss's aggro from the Attackers. [i]Lazy bastards...[/i] Still, it was a step in the right direction.