He forces himself to relax, telling himself that the spiderweb girl is just here for a bit of fun and she's allowed to enjoy spending time with her herdmates. When she comes over to him and Ampere, he tilts his head towards her with interest, as surely it isn't cool to be seen with her father whilst there's others of her own age to socialise with? But it's soon obvious that the filly doesn't have joviality on her mind as she begins to speak. "Don't apologise, love. What's wrong?"

Her revelation at being in the Spectral Marsh is enough to make his eyes boggle out of his head, his protective-father-syndrome revving up into overdrive at the thought. He refrains from scolding her, though, knowing that whatever she wants to tell him and Ampere must be important. The knowledge that she was with Amaris is enough to relax his muscles somewhat, although he still doesn't like the idea of her in the Marsh without him or another warrior to protect her. The spiderweb girl continues, speaking of the ground shaking and a teal liquid erupting from the altar. This is deeply interesting, and the Indomitable looks over to Ampere as Vezér continues her story. He's picturing the liquid like some kind of volcanic eruption, yet the filly describes it as refreshing. How could anything associated with Kaos be considered good? The beast's brow is twisted into a frown, absorbing every one of his daughter's words as he tries to understand what has transpired.

The filly then places some black clovers at his feet, and he leans down to cautiously sniff them. "We should have one of the healers analyse these and see if they can determine what they are," he says to Ampere, careful not to crush the clovers with his massive hooves. He looks to his daughter then, extending his muzzle to try and touch it gently to her own. "Thank you for telling us this, Vezér. However, in future please do not go to the Marsh on your own. We have no idea what Kaos is planning, and going there by yourself is dangerous. Make sure myself or one of the warriors is with you whenever you go anywhere near the Marsh." He's already lost Vezér once, and the crippling grief of her faux-death had been horrendous. He does not want to go through that again if he can help it. The beast's voice is stern and firm, but gentle at the same time - her information could prove valuable and that's worthy of respect, but the father in him shudders at what could have happened to her.

The giant looks over to Ampere, keen to get her opinion on this new information. "We should gather a patrol and head to the Marshes once the party is over, see what we can find out." Waiting until tomorrow may be best, though - he doesn't fancy taking a gang of drunken Throatians into possibly dangerous territory.

Despite the seriousness of the situation, Ampere's words of reassurance towards the girl are enough to bring the ghost of a grin to his face. Her compliment will undoubtedly make Vezer feel about ten feet tall, and he reminds himself that the spark-mare is a mother as well as a Sultana, a mother obviously used to saying the right things to her children. At the girl's argument that it would be hard to get a warrior to come with her as they're preparing for war, Volterra gently shakes his great head. "A warrior's job is not always just preparing for battle. Guarding members of their herd is another vital role that they perform, and I can say with conviction that any Throat soldier would take pride in defending a child of the herd." If they thought it beneath them or too much like hard work, then Volterra would not want them amongst his ranks anyway.

As his daughter asks to join them, Volterra hesitates for a moment. On the one hand, it would be good to have her with them to guide them towards where the flowers were found, and at least there would be enough people around to protect her this time. On the other hand, it could still be dangerous, and having to look after a filly during the patrol could detract from the rest of the party's focus upon their task. After a raging internal battle, the stallion finally steels his resolve and shakes his head. He might incite the girl's wrath, but that's preferable than leading her into danger. "No, Vezér. I'm sorry, but it is too dangerous. For all we know, Kaos showed you the flowers knowing that you would return and inform us and that we would head into the Marshes to investigate. It could be a trap, and I want you to have no part of it." He keeps his voice soft, but stern enough to broach no argument. The girl is strong; he knows this. She survived her mother's beatings, she saw the mare dead by her father's hooves, and she's been trained by the warlord himself, yet still he fears for her safety.

He's not going to lose her again.

He glances back to Ampere, nodding to her suggestion. "Yes, that is a good idea. We could promote them now so we are all ready for action in the morning." That will give them a night to let their new rank sink in before they receive a baptism of fire tomorrow when they all head out on patrol.