"You have a point. When I went there, they had a picture of him, but they didn't trust that soldier much. Who wasn't there at the time?"

"You and Jonathan," said Will. "A pretty good three some. Plus, Ink just called some fellow theives."

"So, me, or Johnathan. Wanna flip a coin?"

"You will both be going with Ricky, there are to many soldiers out. I can go with you guys, if you want," said Will.

"It is best not to take risks with you, Will."

"Ok, then, I volunter Bret to go with you," said Willl. Bret jumped up and soluted Will.

"Yes, sir," said Bret.

Jonathan had sat, taking this all in. "uh... could we come up with a simpler code? Please? Why even have a code in the first place?"

Reginald turned to Jonathan, "The code is so that we, and our allies know how to decipher it. I'm with ya' on that simpler code thing."

"The message must be written in code, or else, well, the soldiers will know were to meet us, and how to stop us from stoping Malchus," answered Ricky.

"Also, everybody that we told about Malchus in the other towns know the code, if we change it, they won't know we are starting an upraising. The message they get, must have the code. Anybody else you want to tell about it, tell them in whatever means you feel free, but the codes stay for these notes," added Will.

"Sure, right, whatever. It's late, and I need to be getting to bed. I am rather sleepy. You all can stay here for the night, or however long it takes you to get going. But I am going to bed." And so saying, Johnathan went up to his bedroom and went to sleep.

Darkness; tall, looming. There is no escaping it. Jonathan looks around wildly for an escape chance, but none comes. He faces the rolling black clouds before him, and readies his sword. Out of the darkness comes a man in armor. His black broad sword is drawn, and he slowly advances upon Johnathan. John clenches his teeth and puts up his sword in defense. But the man ignores him. Slowly, he realizes that the man is not after him. Turning, John notices that his wife is standing behind him, holding a baby. The dark man raises his weapon, ready to strike. John runs toward them, and shoves them out of the way, and the gleaming weapon hurtles down towads him; it's blade razor sharp. The cold metal touches his neck and-

Jonathan wakes up in a cold sweat. It was only a dream. He tells himself. Only a dream...

Reginald shivered where he sat. Something happened. Something, not right. "Am I the only one to notice he went to sleep at, like, 10 am?" he asks himself. Reginald checks his watch again. "That's the problem when you buy newfangled whisamawhutzits. They only work in the right era." He took it off, then smashed it under his boot.

"Maybe you should bother looking out of the window before or after you assume the time." Ink muttered, than, running out the door, swiftly. She started calling again in the bird call. After a few minutes she came back in and turned to Will, a crooked smile on her face. "I've got about seven thieves that have agreed to leave notes anywhere I command, in the code of course. Their fast learners."

"My eyes can decieve me. I've learned it in life." said Reginald, and after some thought, said in a strange language, "A'j teffart irruheb xh xeart ivuorb huo boggivbm. A jeir ru bamvemledf, xof qe reeb fu idf! Jigdyom am ruf ir eimh kue, irb majlge quvbm dirruf yegl om if fyam faje. Ir inkweaver jatyf xe ixge fu katyf qafy fye qih uk fye ler, xof A yine fye qih uk fye mquvbmjir ar jh xguub. Qiafart am ruf ure uk jh mfvurt moafm."

OOC: Let it begin, first stop, the great crossroads, the actual crossroads. Everybody is invited, but if your character is afraid of being captured, than I suggest that they stay. Exspecially if they freed Will and Ricky.

IC: Will and Ricky picked up their things and put them in a sac. They departed out the door. Will shouted back. "I'm going to Hyrule Castle, and Ricky is going to Ruto town. Follow which ever you chose." They continued walking.

OOC: The topic will be out soon.