”sigh, they’re with me” “damnit Vos”

"Hey guys. So, uh... What's up?" Ignis asked innocently.

“This idiot what’s to lead men in throught the back way of Grestin rather then use his COMMON SENSE, and just walk away” “I have do” he is quickly cut off by lithia “NO YOU DON’T VOS, you’re a sellsword in this”

Gronk, in his own mind, thought they were being incredibly stealthy and if it wasn't for that gust, he could have probably picked all those daggers off of the strange woman.

"We're all sellswords in one way or another lady elf." 

Gronk says trailing off, getting super deep.

"We need to move on Grestin, many are dieing with the stalemate on the front. Many more will die, but we need to try and stop this war."

"So why is that a bad idea? Sounds better than charging the front gates." Ignis said, moving up next to the two, having the others follow behind him so they're not shouting across such a great distance.

"Does... Does anyone mind if I shed a bit of light?" Doran asks, taking a few steps forward and reaching for a rock on the floor to cast it on. "It'd be easier if we discuss this face to face rather than shouting across a forest." He has the rock readied in his hand, using his palms and pointing it down to funnel the light meaning it won't immediately expand in all directions (assuming light doesn't shine too bright to do that).

”sure, look I’m saying this whole thing is stupid you’re never going to take that city, you’ll just die trying”

"Why not? Don't we just have to take down some sorcerer guy? Sounds pretty easy to me." Ignis said with a shrug of his shoulders.

Doran creates a light, making sure to angle it so it doesn't illuminate too much of the forest, but hopefully give the group a better image of the woman the group is talking to. He attempts not to be intrusive too much with the light, so it doesn't night-blind either of those he is focusing it towards. "Thank you. Now, you mentioned going back in again. Care to explain these things to us? I think we have a right to know what we are getting ourselves into?"

The elven women looks around at all of you. Then back at Vos, before putting her hand in his shoulder “Vos are you really sure you want to do this” “Yes”  ”Fine, I’ll do it, just” “I’ll be fine” the two share look pointing at some history existing between them “see you Lithia” “I hope you” Lithia walks off and Vos makes over back to you ”lets head back to camp before someone gets suspicious”

"Bye elf lady!" Ignis calls out to her as she leaves, waving energetically. He then heads back to camp with Vos and the others. 

Norbert alights on Ignis' shoulder. 

That went differently than I thought it would. So it's to be a stealth mission? I might have to do a bit of scouting on my own while the boy sleeps... Norbert's thoughts continued this way for the rest of the night, planning on what to do in preparation for the infiltration.

Doran wraps his hand around the rock, attempting to dim the light further as the group returns towards the camp, eventually snuffing it once they get near the edge of the treeline. "Vos, please can you go through these plans of yours, we need to be on the same page as to how and when things are going to happen if you want a smoother operation."

“the plan is get some forces in throught a back entrance and create a two front battle”

"I like the sound of that!" Gronk smiles.

"I'm ready to go any time Vos, I'm hungry for some action!"

Stepping out from behind the tree, Aien smiles.

“I’m ready boss”

"A pincer attack?" Doran says, not sounding too impressed. "If it is just us being the pincer, it will be a very weak claw. I'm hoping there will be backup for this."

Kreak shoulders his weapon with a resigned sigh. Tactics and strategy are all well and good, but in his experience, friends end up bleeding either way. He gives a gruff nod to the rest of the party, ready to do his part come what may. 

As you all make your way back to camp you see it’s starting to come alive beneath the morning sun. 

"Hey everybody. We're going to do a pinch mover on Grestin! Cool, huh!?" Ignis shouts to the awakening camp as he gets within range, waving as he does.

If ravens could bury their face in their palms, Norbert would have done so. Oblivion might not be so bad, after all.

You can here murmurs as more people awaken at the load shout, from an area of the camp you here an audible  "SHAT UP"