With the end of the announcement came Rina’s next, unforeseen duty. Through their shouted accusations, Revna and Sigyn had made clear where they stood on the matter of Isolde’s removal and Odina’s new placement as Chieftess. Grissa had as well, though she had - at least ostensibly - bent a metaphorical knee to Nevermere’s choice and by extension the king’s authority. This morning’s meeting might have passed without incident, but there would be whispers. A quiet discomfort at this new blatant display of Nevermerean oversight.

And, in the eyes of some, overreach.

Deciding that a four year old had no business in close proximity with Isolde’s Second, Isolde’s daughter, an Elder with no love lost for Nevermere, and the new Nevermere-endorsed Chieftess, Rina had left her daughter, Ferra, under Neela’s watchful eye and now entered Odina’s home alone. She had raised an eyebrow when the witches outside had told her to relinquish her weapons but obeyed without comment, for a Cambrian who posed a danger only when she held steel in her hand was no Cambrian at all. Gaze softening, her dark eyes found P’ol first before settling on the girl’s mother. “You’ve made quite the return, Odina,” Rina greeted her with a smile, not quite sure where she now stood with her sister. “I hope you found whatever you were looking for when you left.”

Odina greeted @rina with a warm smile, "All in good faith Rina, I hope it's all in good faith," she quickly and politely whispered to Rina before first the Elders entered then Sigyn whom Odina wished to consul the most, she would get answers about the woman's Mother, at least that she was alive. For a moment she thought about her Mother...and how she was murdered like her Father...and sister...she knew the loss of family. The absurd nature of it all being relatable made the task of gaining some kind of understanding between them surely a daunting task. She believed her nephew excelled in subtle.

She ignored the jab from @revna and sat quietly waiting. She let them get as comfortable as their pride allowed waiting for Kelder but when the woman didn't show she notated it mentally away for later.

"Thank you all for coming, deny or accept, it tells me that it's a step towards something and I hope you will at least hear me," she looked at every woman in the room pausing on Revn and then Rina, "As much as each of you have a reason to dislike me I want you all to be in on the discussion of appointing my Second...keeping in mind, I wish this person to have the best interests of Cambria in mind. So I wish to offer the position to @rina...now let's discuss."

Odina saw the flash of steel, P'ol cried out her super speed having her up and rushing toward her Mother in protection. Odina hadn't even rose from where she sat, she raised her arm aiming her hand at Sigyn whispering an incantation, should she be successful a gust of unforeseen gust of force would be aimed at the charging woman. It wouldn't be like the wind but out of anger and rage that only a chaotic witch could muster meant to knock the warrior woman back and if it destroyed the tent so be it. The commotion would be enough to warn the soldiers and Witches outside the tent.

Should the tent be destroyed, the commotion would surely be enough to alert the soldiers nearby of the conflict. Octavius happened to be one of the nearby soldiers. His sword was drawn from his hip in an instant, but he stayed back, of course. Cambrian women were impossibly strong. He wouldn't go head to head with one if he could help it...but he also wasn't about to let a dignitary of Nevermere get cut up without some effort. He knew the witch soldiers would be the first line of defense, so we watched for them to make a move.

The warmth in Odina’s response had Rina’s quiet smile growing. Once the new Chieftess had a chance to settle into her new role, Rina thought, perhaps the two of them ought to take some time to catch up. It had been quite a while since they’d spoken, after all, and their similarity in age had caused them to spend a considerable amount of time around each other as they grew up and learned the traditions that bound their sisters together. She would like to hear more about Odina’s travels. But, as first Sigyn and then Revna stepped into the tent with their hackles raised, such tales could wait.

Her attention shifted from the newcomers, whom she greeted with a quiet nod, to Odina as the Chieftess began speaking and declared that she sought Rina’s support as her second. Where Isolde’s daughter evidently felt nothing but anger, the Cambrian in question met the declaration with a stunned pause as she blinked at Odina for a moment before glancing over at Revna. And it was in that moment that Sigyn launched into motion.

For all of the conviction that drove the attack, should she have the opportunity to reflect upon it, Rina would look back and consider it the embodiment a foolishness reminiscent of a Coheedsmen. Sigyn and Revna had made clear their stances on Nevermere and Odina’s new role, and given the way soldiers had surrounded them not even an hour ago, Nevermere clearly expected some possibility of rebellion. Any failed attempt at a coup would only tighten the noose already draped around their necks. To challenge Odina so soon, in the middle of a village crawling with Nevermerean forces, with Nevermerean witches standing just out of sight— In Rina’s opinion, Sigyn would need a miracle to accomplish anything more than stabbing herself in the foot.

Should Odina Ellis successfully defend herself from Sigyn and with @revna showing no signs of attempting something similar, Rina would look toward the former. If Sigyn made another attack at Odina, she would move to try to intercept and disarm.

Unfortunately for the two Cambrians who tried to sneak in weapons, the Nevermere witches were highly trained and would do a full and completely search for any hidden weapons given the current situation and likelihood for such tactics. Sigyn and Revna would have their hidden weapons found and taken from them before they were allowed to enter the tent.

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-I rolled a die to determine the odds of the weapons being found.
-Sigyn needs to post next, going back in time to the post she made of her attack, to account for not having a weapon.

CN no longer needed, please tag staff again if the need arises. Current post order at this point is:
@rina
@revna
Odina Ellis
Sigyn

As far as Rina was concerned, both Revna and Sigyn had established where they stood on the matter of Odina and her appointment as Chieftess. Even if the years they spent as Isolde’s shadows didn’t already make for an easy inference regarding their loyalties, their objections at the announcement prior indicated that they would be among the dissenters. Now Rina’s neutral gaze found the pair as she paused, half expecting them to immediately voice their protests to this declaration as well. When Sigyn seemed content to stay silent, her attention shifted to Revna - the woman whose mantle Odina wanted her to carry.

She would let the Valkyrie speak first. In the event that she was not forthcoming, Rina would turn to the new Chieftess, heart racing with some combination of flattered and surprised. Whether Odina shared any of her reservations about Nevermerean influence in Cambria, she couldn’t know, but if she accepted the position as her Second, Rina would have the opportunity to temper the other kingdom’s reach where she could. To ensure that Cambrians did not lose the traditions and lifestyle that made them who they were.

“You know what you need in a Second in order to lead Cambria to the best of your ability,” She said after a moment, holding Odina’s gaze. “If you think that’s me, then I would be honored to stand by your side.”