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Calls from the concerned citizens lead me to this spot.
Rotten Revolutionist was easier discovered than I believed. One of his accomplices seems to have been looking for me, but missed me completely, somehow. Professionality and wariness was, luckily, lacking in them.
At the base, they still assumed I was but another comrade. I was lucky my colours easily let me fit in. Finding the Leaders barracks was not hard either. The more important a resident, the more color and decortion was present at the doors.

Leader was as described. Armored Aether of leaner build. Due to the amount of armor, only the face(Wine colored, but too little detail to tell gene), white, cinder wing membrane and his smoke colored stinger tertiary was the only visible body parts. Based on the attire, he was close to starting his plan of treason.
The king of this district has a reputation for his generosity, kindness and prevention of civil wars. This revolution would be to kill the king and continue the century long civil wars for personal profit.
Clear sign of a rotting soul.

While infiltration was succesful, alarm was called quickly when my intentions were clear.
Fight was long, but no casualties other than my own. Wounds were manageable on me, minor medical attention needed post-battle.
The soul dragging was succesful after I managed to get a good grip of the face. Soul was almost a lost cause, but I would not let it be. Once the soul was saved, the battle and revolution was called off. I did not receive much of any other answer other than "I'm sorry" through tears.

I reported back to the main citizens, and they rewarded me with a place to stay and some food.

They had very good stew.

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canon familiar: Dreadram