Sage had moved along fairly quickly, but went through the streets in hopes of hearing people chattering. The more he heard, the worse his stomach felt. Once he heard what he needed to know, he pretty much kicked chaos into a full gallop, letting his long strides carry them to the castle quickly, where a groom moved to walk the panting horse out to cool off. Sage himself moved quickly to find Anya, wanting to figure out what the hell was going on but not wanting to leave the family alone either. But the best way he could protect them was to know what was going on ...and he couldn't do that by staying home. Even so, he wanted to be quick. The castle was abuzz...people had heard about the attacks or whatever, and apparently they'd been spread out across the city. People had even attempted to get into the castle. He found Anya quickly and made a beeline for her, humming a "please tell me you have more information about what the hell is happening than I do," to the girl.

Anya was sat in a small office room, pacing quietly back and fourth as she tried to figure out exactly what was going on. This... wasn't controlled. This wasn't planned. Was it really even a rebellion? They'd have gotten into the castle if they'd really wanted to, although a few had tried. Albeit, they'd failed, but they tried. A few of her maids had mentioned a few very minor attacks on very innocent people over the last two weeks, but it looked like almost over night it had all spiked. She was worried, very worried... something wasn't right at all. She almost jumped at the sound of Sages voice, being that it was so early in the morning. She stared at him for a moment, her eyes wide. "I- have-" she paused, gathering her thoughts before shaking her head slowly. "Why are you here," she whispered. He wouldn't be here unless it was important... and she didn't even want to think of him or his family being in danger.

Sage frowned slightly when Anya jumped, figuring normally she wouldn't have been startled by someone's voice. He normally would have apologized, but he supposed there were more important things to worry about, and she didn't seem that concerned about him startling her. He scowled slightly and shook his head, nose wrinkling in annoyance. "Couple fucks thought it was a good idea to try and ransak my house," he noted, plopping down into a chair. "Not important, they're a pile of ash in the back property by now," he added with a casual shrug, as if he were talking about setting groceries down on the table. "Point is, the streets are nuts," he mused. "I'm not so sure what sort of rebellion this is, if you could even call it that, but apparently everyone had the idea to take life into their own hands at the same time," he snorted. "I don't think everyone's working together....it would be easy to take them out." He wasn't sure a show of force was the best way to make peace with the people hurting down there....but he didn't see any other options.