It was pretty easy not to notice Rialynn during all of this, considering that she remained completely silent. She'd dug her journal out of her bag, along with a pen, and was writing notes furiously in the pages. She had no words of wisdom to offer, for she wasn't wise. She didn't have any angry or passionate declarations, for she was neither of those things. Not often enough that she could be described as such, anyway.

Bards were well known for being singers and performers, but they were also historians who recorded the events of the world for future generations. Whatever the Heroes of Light chose to do this day regarding their enemy, it would surely be significant, and impact the days to come for better or for worse. Would they choose mercy and compassion? Or would they choose justice and see that Palitutu died for her crimes?

It wasn't an easy or fair decision to make, as there were consequences to either action. There was no one correct solution to any of it. She only paused in her writings to look at Ramza as he offered a phoenix down to be used if they chose to spare the Tarutaru, and in that, she smiled a little to herself before her pen skritched over the pages once more.

'Heretic? More like a herotic ha ha ha' she wrote in small letters off to the side. No one had to know her sense of humor was lame. No one.

As each person made their decision, even if it was to abstain, she wrote it down. Whatever else happened, they should never forget this day.