There didn't appear to be any outward objections to Ri'vashi's idea. Some of the council looked to those beside them for confirmation.

Oswall didn't change his neutral look. "If we can make it convincing, there may be some merit in that strategy. As long as it remains secret. If it is found out that we are separating our clan into smaller groups, well...there are weaknesses in that."

Darahil gave another concern. "Are we sure that no border guards will notice the influx of new traders past the border?"

"Nay," Oswall said, waving a hand. "Many people cross the border every day. The guard us not nearly as disciplined and strict as it was during the civil war."

All the while, Vera had returned to leaning in her hand. All these new developments were obviously causing her stress. "We have soldiers and we have warm clothing. We can get the gold if we...uproot what we have here." She sighed and looked up to Meesei. "I...this is not an easy thing, Meesei. There are a lot of things that we don't know about this. But...I trust your judgement. We can work out details all day, but I just need to hear it from you with certainty. Are you confident that this is the right path to take?"