Once the conversation began to die down, Gene cleared his throat. "Right, we've had our fun, we should probably get the elephant in the room out of the way now. Does anyone have any issues with that?" He asked, looking around the table. His eyes lingered on his brother and girlfriend longer than the others, mostly concerned with their opinions.

Brenna sighed, being brought back to reality with that statement. "No, that's a good idea."

"None." Galahad spoke up, secretly glad they were finally getting to this. It was grating on him that they were dancing around it for so long, but Gaheris had always been good at ignoring problems in hopes that they would fix themselves.

Percival didn't speak up. They knew his answer, he was more than professional enough to switch gears as needed.

"Riiight, enforcers hiding out in the woods like common thieves, I believe you." Kallon chuckled, summoning a light knife in one hand and sliding out the hidden one from the other, spinning them in his fingers with anticipation. "You lot can call me Kallon, I'm known as the friendly thief to most. Now spill it, what're you really out here for?"

Ken looked up to Scarlet, his soft, gentle stare and feminine features softly glowing in the light. To people that knew him well, the literal glow generally meant he was in a very good mood. "Yes?"

Grim whispered "If he tries anything to funny let me know." going back as Bair stood in attention ease dropping the whole time.

Veronica said "I never thought about it like that."

"It's a lesson I learned here, actually." Aliester admitted "I used to think so narrow mindedly too when it came to heroes. That was until the Rebellion and seeing what happens when hope fills those who need it."

Veronica asked "You never talk about the fight against Lysander that much. Do you...just..."

"The past is important Veronica," Aliester said to her "It helps shape the future, those in the present need to look forward to that." He looked out "In this Nation of Darkness, I see potential. Already we have an alliance with King Richard the Fourth inspite of our personal differences." Veronica heard a small grit in her father's tone which means he was putting it mildly. "I hope done day we can forge an alliance with Fellythr as well, I accomplished my goal, of a united new nation created out of the ashes of a Tyrant." He looked to Veronica "As I look to the future, I have a new goal...a new dream of sorts. I want one day, for the Three Kingdoms to be at peace with each other."

Scarlet noticed the glow and said "I was wondering if you can help me understand something, I'm having trouble comprehending the library." 

"And how is it that you know this, exactly?" Gendry asked, frowning. "She's been celebrated as a child of Richard since her birth. I might've only been five, but I still remember that announcement."

"Right, a good ol' vigilante. You and Bair are gonna get along great," Hypha grumbled. She rubbed her face. "I suppose nothing I show you is truly going to prove that we are who we say, with that mindset."

Delphi looked back up at the thorough description Ken was giving of a library. Incredible.

"Red hair, not being allowed to ever leave, and her age coinciding with the...unfortunate departure of Pendragon's wife from his life, for starters." Percival tried to explain. "And also, her sister, Kira. Those two residing under the same roof support each other's existence there, though which allowed which to happen, I'm not wholly sure."

"That is a lot of coincidences, but still...Why would he keep Pendragon's child?" Gene asked.

"He's a vile man, and currently both of Pendragon's children are sided with Richard on all fronts. One out of ignorance, the other out of choice. I can't forgive Kira for her betrayal, but this Amelia, she likely doesn't know the truth. I think if we can convince her of the truth, she may prove invaluable in causing a greater overturn within the people. A horrid act committed on a different people is one matter, a matter too disconnected for your average worker to concern themselves with for long. But this, this is a far more public affair, one that will show the royal family cannot be trusted in any capacity. If even their bloodlines are a lie, surely the people will come to understand anything and everything they say could be a lie." Percival relayed.

Gene could feel a bead of sweat running down the side of his head, as a new realization set in. "So that likely means that Regina is..."

"Dead, or worse. The man tracked down Pendragon's wife and murdered her, taking her child to raise as his own just as an insult to his enemy." Percival's hand tightened into a fist, but he resisted the urge to slam that fist on the table. "And realizing this is what killed our leader, Gaheris. Seeing her within the castle, realizing in that moment why he'd never seen his wife again in all those years...He died asking me to save her. I can't let him down. Not again."

"If you're not willing to fight for this," Galahad finally spoke up, "Say so. But this isn't a suicide mission, we could have won that last siege if we hadn't lost heart at the last moment. There's no reason we couldn't do it now."

Gene exhaled, taking in all the information being presented. He felt Brenna slip her hand over his underneath the table, and without even a look to her he knew what it was. She was nervous, unsure of what the right call was to make. So was he, unfortunately.

"Well, if you're this dead-set on convincing me, there's nothing a handshake and an explanation couldn't fix. We just have to collectively put our weapons away, first." Kallon offered, holding up his hands with both magic knives resting in them. "Or magic, for two-out-of-three of us."

"Probably." Ken shrugged. "I don't know how many books there are in the world, but she has a lot of them. I haven't found my journals in the library yet though..." Ken lowered his head, thinking. "I really hope they're not, that's a serious breach of privacy."

Grim sighed and cooperated, putting his weapon away. There is no reason to fight if it is unneeded.

Scarlet sighed and said "Now I'm just super curious."

Veronica looked at her father skeptically, "Do you really think there is going to be a day where the Three Kingdoms will unite as one on anything?"

Aliester nodded "I believe it." he looked forward "Ever since I took the throne of this strange land and go to see all of it's bizzare and unusual wonders and then these unusual creepy terrifying things to the outside...become normal, mundane, but still beautiful. I didn't understand this place when I decided to rule it. In growing to understand Hollow, I grew to hope that others may understand us too...and even better...we understand them."

Veronica said with a sigh "It's a nice thought, Dad. I don't think it'll ever happen though."

"If I may," Ryker spoke up finally. "She's smart, and much unlike her kidnappers. Everyone was always eager to seek her out when she was actually available since Richard kept her under lock and key, and whenever questioned of the war, she would get uncomfortable and avoid the conversation. I don't think it's unreasonable to convince her of the truth, but she's...also firey. She's not afraid to rise to a challenge or fight back, at least verbally," he added with a light chuckle.

"Sounds like you actually know her well," Gendry said.

"Princesses interact with princesses, and I was oft around Veronica, so I got to spend time with Amelia, yes," Ryker said.

Hypha slowly took his hand as well.

"The library is always open you weirdos," Delphi said.

"How heavy is the guard detail around her, if that's something you know?" Gene asked Ryker, since he seemed to be the knowledgeable one on this topic.

Kallon observed the woman before him, taking in the new insight he'd gained. Scorned by Hollow for her light magic, she had ascended the ranks despite it. She even received encouragement to keep going from Roland himself, someone Kallon had extensive surface-level knowledge of by this point. "Glad to know you were serious about being an Enforcer." He nodded to her, then looked over to Grim and extended his hand to the man. "And you, sir? Also an Enforcer?"

"No thanks, I already have a library book to read." Ken held up the book he was reading.

Scarlet sighed in disappointment but understood.

Grim said "I am" shaking the man's hand as well despite his suspicion. 

With that handshake Kallon's mind became flooded by the man that shared the name with the Reaper itself. 

Memory 1: It was a dark and stormy night across a city that was under siege by the vampire army. There was a quiet the flames crackled and burned but the viscious servants looked up staring back at the perspective eyes of Grim as he jumped down scythe drawn. 

Memory 2: "Brax, things are different now. You should just leave things to me." Grim begged as he son was grabbing a blade. "This isn't the war, this isn't the Domain of the Damned, it's Hollow now...we put a lot of our future into it." 

Memory 3: "I see," Grim stated looking down at a younger looking version of the man who was running off. "Are you sure about this?" as Grim's voice pertained concern. "This path is no easy feat..." 

Memory 4: "Brax, come home. There's a place for you, I know there is. This isn't the life you need to live." begged Grim as a figure in shadow looked down on him and took off on horseback. 

Memory 5: Grim watched Bair struggling in the distance with him collapsing. He went to go and tell Bair to take a break, but he stood back up and kept going. He mumbled to himself "Your will and endurance will take you very far, Bair." 

Veronica asked "Why do you say that Amelia is more qualified? I hear she doesn't leave the Castle...like at all..."

Aliester explained "Call it intuition...I admit there's not much to pick up on meeting a person once...however I felt something, the spirit of a leader...Amelia has that, Eric...doesn't"

"Color Guard?" Gendry and Ryker said at the same time in confusion.

"If I put away my magic, you should have too," Hypha said, crossing her arms as she stared Kallon down.

"You can talk in the library," Delphi cut in. "Just quietly."

Gene decided to speak up on that question, since Percival tended to diverge into speculation when the topic of this group came up. "The color guard were a group of color-coded assassins and spies working for Pendragon, though they generally answered to Lancelot, being our knight superior and the assigned information hub at the same time." He looked to Percival. "Would divulging their powers be too much?"

"No, if you trust them with that information, which you obviously would, I trust you to tell them it in confidence." Percival responded, letting Gene continue.

"Okay, so, their color corresponds to their power, which lets them access any point containing the color they specifically have control over. They can see through it, send attacks through it, or even travel through it if it's a big enough opening. Black can move through shadows or anything dark, really. Green can move through a shirt or even grass. Red can come straight out of a campfire to attack you, and if it's snowing White'll be there too. I don't know how many there are in total, but those guys could be anywhere at any time, and they made life very difficult for Elodusian officials. I feel like they must have some sorta range to it though, otherwise we'd just have them assassinate the king." Gene explained to the best of his ability.

"No magic here." Kallon held his hands up. "I just shook your hands. If you were wearing illusions, there'd be a difference in surface level between you and your illusion, even if it's really small. The illusion has to be outside of your skin if anyone is gonna see it, after all."

"Uh, whoever wants to go I guess." stated Scarlet, not being picky.

Grim listened in, his suspicion only grew but hopefully his bad feelings were wrong.

"How are you going to get her to believe you?" Genry asked. "About the whole...her family isn't her real family thing?"

"I like studying here better," Roderick said, nodding to Ken.

"I am definitely in my "gonna take a nap soon" zone," Delphi said.

"That is quite alright," Delphi said.