[hider=OOC][@Ludditetechie]Yes, there are nine people at the table. [@Guardian Angel Haruki]I believe you need to touch your subjects for your mesmerist tricks to take effect.[/hider] [@Ludditetechie] [@Ciaran] “Thalia is right,” says Symon, “we’re not fighters, we’re strategists. We’ve got our own roles to play in the evacuation that don’t include running through the streets and getting ourselves killed.” Arissa nods at this, but gives Symon a stern look at the end. [@The Large Dumbo] “This message is all we’ve heard from the Elven council,” Felix tells Jarven, “Llenasae is their spokeswoman, so I assume she or Ayrie sent the request, the rest of the council rarely communicates directly with us.” [@JimFromTheOfice] Arissa responds to Danny saying, “Redirecting the militia from blocking the streets may leave the docks open for assault. If that were to happen, the xill would wedge between the quarters and the docks, making any efforts to rescue either of the quarters practically futile.” Felix gives Danny a blank stare as the wizard speaks in dwarvish, then looks to Arissa, who translates “He wants someone to retrieve his alchemy lab and to take his bird and horse to the fleet.” Felix nods and says, “Where is this alchemy lab of yours? Perhaps we can send someone to gather it for you.” [@Guardian Angel Haruki] Symon expresses a look of curiosity towards Agatha and says, “They must be very good friends or very foolish friends if they’ve not yet retreated. Speaking of which, I’m needed on the fleet.” He gets up and moves to leave the room. “Arissa and I will need to be on our way soon as well,” Felix says, “time is of the essence. While I agree that splitting up is a dangerous idea, it would be better than sitting here debating if we can’t come to a unified decision. As I understand it, Thalia and Danny are in favor of assisting the elven quarter first, and Agatha and Luddita would like to rescue the dwarven quarter first. If I may make a suggestion- take it on a vote between the six of you, and if it comes to a draw, simply split up or…” Felix pauses, his nose wrinkles at what he’s about to say, “flip a copper.” [@Cu Chulainn]