Firstly, there was securing the Palatial Island. While the elite troops involved had managed to secure the Palace estate and any way to talk to the outside, they necessarily couldn’t chase down the Prince’s guard garrison and round up his personnel on the rest of the island. A simple task, probably, but one that they needed the support of numbers to accomplish. The guard garrison numbered no more than a hundred and lacked any heavy weapons- they wouldn’t be a problem to fight even if they did decide to make a battle out of things, which they could very well decline to.

Secondly was securing the tunnels. This was possibly the most difficult, sprawling order of business, because said caverns extended between the islands, under the sea and under rock, and though they were mostly inhabited by the debt-slave miners who carved out the Paellans’ desires from the stones around them, there was also numerous guard stations and overseer headquarters down there. They could be stopped up and forgotten about, yes, but the Rebellion would prefer having their enemies accounted for, and there were surely plenty down there, if scattered- perhaps two hundred fifty in all. Claustrophobic, but simple as long as the lights didn’t go out. The Trelani troopers and other mossheads were extremely wary of going there, though- they had some unease regarding the sea in the first place, and going beneath it was an idea that seemed to unsettle some of them more than combat did.

Then there was the difficult prize- the garrison fortress on the largest island, which was also the home of numerous weapons and military supplies such as munitions, enough to be able to equip many ad-hoc militia, as the only thing this island would have soon enough was a huge amount of people. As it stood, the Rebellion had considered trading sheer mass of people to take over the place, or to besiege it- the final option of using infiltrated agents to sabotage and blow up the magazines was seen as a last resort and most unideal, compared to seizing the assets. Though it was the most defensible and highest concentration of the enemy, on top of the highest rocky hill, overlooking the rest of the colony. They were, like the rest of the island, unaware as of yet what was happening, but the window where they could be taken by surprise was closing. Seizing the place in a coup de main, landing near the fort with sea craft and flying boats in an attack striking at the same time as other landings, was the only hope of not putting it to siege or having to battle a fortified and prepared foe. There was only enough flying boats to transport one company’s soldiers, though, and without their heavy equipment. If any more were committed, they would be delayed in their participation.