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Ghalen seems as if he is about to protest, but nods in understanding. "Please keep me apprised of her situation. She is very important to me." He'll watch her disappear into the infirmary, then take a seat in the waiting area.
Nods in a combination of thanks and acknowledgement at Fei as he takes Tyrrin, and activates his return token. Upon arrival, he takes her straight to the infirmary. To the first member of staff that he sees, he says "This student has been exposed to radiation, and needs immediate care."
Ghalen moves to Tyrrin's side, brushing the hair out of her face.
He knows he can do nothing for his love, in as much as Fei and Ace are better at healing. He listens as Ephebe explains what she had done. At first, he is overly happy at the thought Tyrrin could survive this, then his shoulders slump, feeling what Tyrrin was likely to feel, and what Jaiye is most likely feeling in a rare display of empathy.
Ghalen smiles. but doesn't look at Tyrrin when she says she loves him. He only turns as she streaks into the sky, not wanting to miss a single second of his brave love's sacrifice. He can feel his heart break as the flash happens, and as he is about to slip into despair, Ephebe's arrival jostles him back into the now. He looks on in disbelief as Tyrrin is there, again...all he can manage to say is.. "...how...?"
Turns and looks at Tyrrin for a long second.
"Then this room should be cleared, just to be safe." Ghalen nods at Fei, then looks to the chancellor's men still in the room. "Leave." he simply says.
Ghalen takes a step back as Ace moves forward, then for the first time in a while is taken aback by what he sees. This snaps him completely out of his rage, and he turns a worried eye toward Tyrrin. Seeing Tyrrin free of her captor gives him some relief, as he moves to take up a defensive position between her and any one who could harm her.
Ghalen moves over to the Chancellor, and becomes visible with his sword drawn, an anger bordering on madness in his eyes. "You will fix this, or you will die."
Ghalen moves over to the control console and tries to discern how to shut it off..
Ghalen dimendion doors over to where Ehos is, and attempts to discern if he can be removed fro mthe machine safely.
Ghalen nods, and shifts into his human form, taking a few moments to shrug off the fatigue of shifting. He then regains his composure, and casts invisibility on himself, and moves up.
He nods, then watches their flank as Fei does his thing.
::What have you found?::
Ghalen, even in dragon form, responds to Fei via a click on the radio, and glides down to land near the door, but out of sight of it's occupants, and wills his frightful presence and flame aura to cease.
Ghalen does a wingover, and flies toward that group of trees. He hovers in front of it when he gets there, and roars, then begins circling in a much tighter pattern, close to the tree, using his frightful presence to unnerve it's occupants, while he looks over the place with detect magic.
Ghalen looks to the north, and decides to take flight. As he takes his dragon form, his rage becomes manifest as the air shimmers around him from the heat his form now radiates. With a powerful downbeat of his wings, he leaps into the sky, gaining a better vantage point from the air. Again looking north, he looks for any large buildings someone of the Councilor's status would occupy, then begins a slow, wide circling of the city.
"...Yes."
"Alright." Ghalen heads toward the palace, cutting down any drow or traitor guardsmen he runs across with extreme prejudice.
"I...am fine, the gas' effects are wearing off. I will hold here until you give me a heading. Over."
After the poison wears off, Ghalen looks to pursue one of the other guards as they head off. Over the radio: "Fei...ambushed...fake guards took Tyrrin via teleport, pursuing remaining agents now."
Ghalen turns to face the mob with a grin, which becomes a grimace as he begins to cough as well.
"Ghalen, I'm trusting you to keep Tyrrin safe. Tyrrin, I need you to go as well. No arguments. There is a traitor in our midst and you need to find them." "On my life, Your Grace." He looks at Tyrrin "Might I suggest we detain one of the pinned guards?"
He gives a curt nod, converts his sword into it's rifle configuration, and begins to focus on the guards in the area, looking for those with the green leaf Fei described, prioritizing targets from closest to farthest...then he gets the message from Fei. He clicks his mic to acknowledge the message was received. ::Word from Fei: It's Drow, M'lady.:: A low, draconic growl escapes him as he refocuses on targets.
Ghalen gets the message from Fei, and some of the color leaves his face. He turns to Tyrrin, and focuses his thoughts...
Ghalen clicks his radio so Fei knows the message was received. He looks at Tyrrin as if to speak, then thinks better of it. His focus seems to be divided between the two fighting people in front of him, and watching for something coming from beyond the pavilion.
"Roger that." Ghalen says into his radio. Turning his head slightly over his shoulder to Tyrrin:"My Lady, Fei says that another possible threat exists from beyond the grounds. He is investigating. Perhaps we should end this scuffle quickly and get these people to safety, then sort out this baby business?"
Ghalen springs into action, taking his half dragon form to fly down to the stage, taking up a defensive position between Tyrrin and those on stage and the succubus. He draws his armsmen's blade, only to have it shift back to it's normal two-handed sword appearance.
Ghalen looks to Liren and his sister, to see if they display any anticipation of this...
Jaiye's ears flatten and twitch as the ultrasonic pulses are going, but she doesn't say anything or move from her seat as the mice skitter out of the box, climbing all over each other and anything or anyone else in their way to get away from the dreaded noise. Ghalen remains alert, looking for problems, not just in the box they are watching the ceremony from.
Ghalen does not react, feeling that mice would be hard pressed to bite through his armor. He does, however shoot a look to Liren, and rests his hand on the pommel of his sword.
::Anybody else feel like they're in class?:: Jaiye asked telepathically. She was restraining any outward signs of boredom so far, but her mental voice was full of impatience. Ghadron can't respond telepathically, but as he stands there with a facade of propriety, she senses mirth at her sentiment.
Ghalen takes up position behind the rest of their entourage, enforcing the idea that he's an armsman.
"We shouldn't miss out, unless there are anymore...distractions?" Ghalen says cooly, staying in character.
He smirks and gives an almost imperceptible nod. "...although perhaps not entirely appropriate for your current duties."
Ghalen smirks at Jiween's forwardness...then is kind of surprised by Fei's naivety, and simply chuckles, shooting Ace a comical look.
The young man's face goes through several interesting expressions as he tries to find a response to this. He glances back to his friends, who just shrug. There wasn't anything to take offense to in a statement like that, no matter how much he wanted a fight. Eventually he just gave up. "Don't let it happen again," he said stiffly, moving out of the way to let the group continue on. Ghalen does his best to be invisible, doing nothing to remind people he is there.
Knowing an open display of affection might be off when dealing with the high seer's daughter, he simply shoots her a wink and a smile as she turns to leave. "Lead on then, honored escorts."
Ghalen keeps his outer demeanor calm, while chuckling on the inside.
nods...
"Alright. Sounds like a plan."
He nods again. "Alright then, no overt action will be taken. Ehos, Tyrrin, what kind of things have they done in the past? What things should we look for?"
"I agree, I don't think they can do too much to harm us long term, and if we push back to hard, we could really screw up things here, especially for our friends. So, we'll play hard to get, as it were. This isn't my first taste of courtly intrigue, just new to this particular flavor" the young man says with a grin. nods "Jaiye? What do you think?"
"I agree, this could backfire. The trick is weaponizing the appropriate amount of truth to discredit them. Too little, and you're put on the defensive, too much, and it can destroy people like this to levels you never intended it to reach." he ponders this for a bit...then shakes his head. "Problem here is that we've given them a lot to play with. Tyrrin brings a group of 'humans' as guests, and Ehos brings his Lycan girlfriend home to this festival, none of which are wrong in any way, mind you. This is compounded if the overall view of Avalon is poor here. They probably view these things as a target rich environment to exploit. There could also be other political problems or shifts going on here that are unrelated to them. Perhaps a better tactic would be to remain cool-headed and make them really work for whatever they will try to spin.""What say you, Ace?"
A draconic growl escapes from Ghalen. "Such petty behavior. I know the type. While we must be weary of their machinations, perhaps we can use their own methods against them?"
Tyrrin tugged Ghalen aside, carefully speaking in a whisper so as not to be overheard. "Those two are the Chamberlain's children, and the nastiest vipers I've ever met. I don't know how they finagled themselves into being assigned to this duty, but don't trust them. At the very least they'll go out of their way to put all of you into humiliating situations throughout the evening. Just...be very careful." He nods "Understood, M'lady." he whispers back.
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