Elendin folds his hands as the newcomer brings out report. He occasionally nods and finally closes his eyes as Rohman finishes. "So what you're saying is that Dieuporteille can stand on his own, without the help of the armies of Emperiat? We wouldn't need mobilize the armies and march west?" He scratches his chin and contemplates the options. After a while he opens his eyes and motions to the empty seat. "Please, Ser Okitash. Take your seat at the table. We welcome you." Then he let's his gaze glide over the other advisers and prepares his plan.

"I never doubted thought this rebellion would succeed in any way. The thing that bothered me was how to deal with it. You have all given me wonderful and worthy advise. I would march against the rebels myself, showing how I deal with traitors, but here comes man, bearing information that Dieuporteille can squeesh them down easily enough. Tell me, should I still march west? My heart says yes, for I cannot let Dieuporteille bear the brunt of this rebellion, but my mind says no, for it will put more men in danger then necessary." The young emperors eyes look up to the ceiling and the statues attached to it, somehow expecting the answer would come from the Paragons themselves.