Francisca glares at the sergeant until he leaves, then slumps onto the wall afterwards, she looks up, wearily. "Sorry for getting a bit overly worked up, guys.." She brushes her hair away from her face and stands back up. "It's just, i've had a revelation. I've found what i need to do, for Rothdar, and myself."
She walks towards the middle of the room. "It's not enough to just spread the idea of freedom through books available at any good bookstore, I've got to actually spread freedom itself." She points towards the door. "Everywhere you go, there's people like that, Oppressors, people who use fear and murder to spread the idea that their way is the only right way. Those guys aren't following the teachings of catharsus, they're just murdering to solidify their hold on the land. They had no interest in any kind of fair trial. We can tell them the truth, tell them that letham was the cause of his own death, that it was nothing but an accident, but that won't change the way things are going to happen. If we go with them, they'll take us up there, chain us up, and kill us."
Francisca rubs her eye. "I only really have one idea left. It.. I don't know how likely it is to work. But other than divine intervention.." She looks upwards, "If the gods would like to show that they're not willing to let their names be perverted.", Looking back down. "The only choices we seem to have are fighting our way out, or bluffing them.." Francisca walks over to Vivi, "Could you make some magical effects appear around me? In a way that'd make them appear to be coming from me? Like some green flames or something?", She paces, rubbing her chin. "These guys will listen to only a few people, their high priest, their superior officers, and.. well, Catharsus..." She looks up "If I can fool them into thinking that Catharsus is speaking through me, I might be able to confuse them, maybe even change the way they work." She stops pacing. "Or it might just earn me all kinds of godly wrath."