Rally the troops.

Thaor apparated at the Manor, there was no time to waste, things were underway at Hogwarts, and the Death Eaters needed to get there before the Order. He walked very fastly to the meeting room, pulled up his left sleeve, and pressed his wand to the mark, notifying everyone to get to the Manor immediately.

They needed to organize, and get mobilized. They couldn't just go in blind, they needed a plan of attack. They would get one ready, then head to Hogwarts. For the Greater Good

Marla was so friggin' bored! She hadn't even been needed on their last little mission of tailing Jess Potter, she had just been playing babysitter. She had killed one chick at the beginning of the year, she had stalked a few people, did some intimidation stuff, and now she was back to just sitting around waiting for something- ANYTHING- to happen to them.

When she felt her mark burn, she had almost giggled or clicked her heels together- okay, that was stretching it, but she had been close to giggling. She had been in her apartment, just mixing a drink, but without delay, she turned on the spot and appeared at Malfoy Manor.

She walked through the gates and up the path to the door, slipping inside and hurrying to find Thaor. She went immediately to the meeting room and took up a place at the wall, never one to sit. "Are we actually doing something, finally?" she asked, her eyes looking a little hungry.

Thaor gazed into the fireplace as Marla walked in. Are we actually doing something? Yes, we are. More than you know. Thaor thought to himself. Yes, we are actually doing something, finally. The battle at Hogwarts has began, we will make our plan of attack, then head there. So cut the sarcasm, and smart assness so we don't waste more time than we need to. Got it? Thaor barked.

Caelani had only been in the room for a moment before there was a knocking on the Manor's front door. Where were those fool house elves? Thaor had no talent for leadership, what with his letting the Malfoys have run of the house again.

With an exasperated sigh, she went to see what useless person couldn't find their own way inside.

((ALL DE's please go to the battle now! Act as though we were all here, and made a plan))

That plan being,

Enter through the gates, kill anyone who does not surrender. Put those who surrender in our 'camp' in the Forrest. We have NPC's guarding the camp so you do not have to stay there guarding who ever surrendered.

Take the castle, It's our best hope of winning this thing if we have control of the castle. Try to stay with at least one more DE.

Kill Jess Potter and Robert Lupin

Killing Khaat wouldn't hurt either.

We're all big boys and girls. I want a lot more 'avada kedavra's' then 'stupify's' comming out of our mouths.

Feel free to put a bunch of dark marks in the air. "Mosmordre"

Oh, last thing, stay alive.

Happy Fighting

Just an FYI: Remy is outside talking to Paris about his weapons, so she may be a little late arriving to the fighting as a result of that. She'll be along eventually, though