Loud running footsteps can be heard outside the council's chambers, accompanied by numerous grunts, a howl and many forms of ”You cannot go in there!” and such yells that belong to the Council's Guard echo through the halls. Fergus Bluerock, The Loyal Hound who just yesterday had been calm bodyguard of Lord Vates bursts through the door with multiple guardsmen hanging on his back and left arm where he's also carrying a large bottle of something, most likely and according to the smell, very potent alcoholic beverage. He stops five steps after rushing inside and pants heavily, he lifts his arm and tries to take a sip from his bottle, but two guardsmen along the bottle prove to be too heavy, he tries to shake them off few times before resorting into headbutting them right in their faces and finally getting his sip. He then stands up straight, locks his eyes at the council and takes a deep breath. ”WHAT THE HELL IN THE BLAZES DO MY EARS TELL ME?” He yells and stomps his armored foot down to the ground, causing the final guard fall off his back, few more of them limp inside, obviously they have been either thrown or smacked out of the man's way.”MY MASTER HAS BEEN ASSASSINATED YOU NUMB-BRAINED PIECES OF-” He gets cut out by the bottle on his lips once more.”AND YOU ARE HERE VOTING ON A WAR AGAINST ALL DAEVA?” One could easily question how Fergus has gained his knowledge about these evens that have been occurred in such a short time, but the man doesn't let anyone speak, his voice calms all of a sudden to humane levels.”You all are sitting here in you're nice and bloody comfortable chairs, planning on enlisting each and every man and woman able to pick up a  weapon and cast few spells aren't you? Eager to send them into a war against someone, WHO HAS A CRAP TO DO WITH THIS THING! TO ERADICATE WHOLE ENTIRE SPECIES OVER ONE PERSON? MY MASTER IS SHEDDING TEARS OVER YOUR...YOUR..IDIOCY!” He begins to yell again all of a sudden, maybe he was briefly out of breath since his voice calms again very soon.

”I have a better idea for your spare time oh HIGH and MIGHTY, WISE and GOOD Council. You could spend that time looking for the Assassin, and I'd look from INSIDE these walls that are filled with secrets and lies, just like all the living. Oh but no, that would be too difficult, wouldn't it now, huh?” He asks and takes one final sip from the bottle before shaking it few times to make sure it's empty. More of the guards has been gathering behind and slowly around him as he speaks.”Yeah, I dare you to try me. I am not even well drunk yet, run home to mama!” He snarls at them.”AND ANOTHER THING!” He looks back at the council.” I SECURED MASTER VATES' SURROUNDINGS PERSONALLY! FIXED UP LOCKS! SET UP PATROL ROUTES! SCHEDULES! AND I WAS THERE UNLESS HE ASKED ME NOT TO! YOUR EVERYDAY, CASUAL, DAEVA ASSASSIN WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO SNEAK PAST ALL THAT! 'Oh but that happens even to the best, everyone makes mistakes' AM I RIGHT? YES, I AM RIGHT, YOU ARE NOT! YOU KNOW NOTHING!” He huffs and growls out in anger.”You...numbed...pieces of..” He mutters and tosses his bottle down to the floor, shattering it completely and turning his back to the council.”You can start your war.” He speaks once more calmly.”You can join my kin in their stupid, ignorant, fearful campaign. You can hunt down, you CAN LYNCH, IMPALE, BURN, HANG AND TEAR APART EVERY LAST, EACH SINGLE DAEVA YOU FIND IN THIS WORLD! BUT THAT WILL NOT BRING MASTER VATES BACK! And for that matter, you dumb bastards, will that not bring you your assassin. I saw the corpse. For a feral, the claw marks and wounds were too accurate. And I am sure that no assassin that has an agenda could NEVER fake a wound caused by a claw, that'd be UNIQUE, RIGHT? Stupid bastards...OUTTA MY WAY!” He starts to walk towards the busted down door, the guards move to stop him, and he slams them aside. His strike would kep them down, but none of them would suffer fatal injuries. The encounter lasted less than ten minutes, and no matter who and what anyone says to him as he leaves, the man does not respond. The heavy footsteps echo across the halls as the man heads for the exit, one last angry yell can be heard echoing around.”BOOZE!”