Pete woke up suddenly at the voice in his head. This was new for the dream. First he was not flying. Second it seems they had arrived at mountain from the dream. It took a minute before it set in, he was not alone here. His entire group of friends were standing here with him as well. That made no sense. Even more so was that he felt that he was standing there, the air felt crisp. He felt confused as he listened to the introductions. He had no idea what was going on but when Avalon spoke he fell to one knee. It was not helping that there was some sort god now. Pete had no idea what to say so for once in his life he stayed silent. Until he was told to pick an egg and a weapon. It almost seemed that one of each was calling to him. 

Pete walked to the weapons first. One of the swords called out and he chose it. It was one of the larger swords that took him two hands to pick up. Since it was so big it came with a strap that went along his back to hold the sword there. Pete attached the sword to his back whole while he walked to the egg rack. Again one of the eggs called to him. It was rather large. The egg was black and red. It was warm to the touch. Pete picked the egg off the rack. "This one seems to fit me. " He said walking back to the group holding the egg with both arms.