Argus sighed in relief when the command was given to head out. He had been waiting all this time trying not to drink. Which was an almost immposible chalenge. The whole chaos in the great hall did help a great bit though. So he stood up grabbed a chair and started walking to the stables. Many raised an eyebrow at the dwarf carrying a chair. But all would make sense soon enough. While he was walking towards the stables he started thinking about the kest and how many times he had fought them before. Because they where everywhere in the deep caves of the mountains. He had mostly fought small hives and stayed away from the big ones. He had seen hundreds of kest warriors trying to rip him to pieces. It was not something he wanted to happen again. He didnt know how old this hive was. If a hive was not attacked pr disturbed for atleast a few years it could grow into never ending stream of death. A few months old wasnt a problem. A year was a challenge but nothing to deadly if you worked toghter with group. And a death sentence alone.
He hoped that whatever was in that nest was worth the hell they where getting into.

He then aproached the stable his horse waiting for him. 
As he came close to it he realized he still hadnt given her or him he didnt really know a name. After quickly taking a look to see if it was a male which it was. He decided to call it bob. He then put the chair beside it climbed on it and reached for his saddle. After a few failed attempts he finally made it onto the horse. After grumbeling about being to small he turned himself to Landeel which had been here all this time and said." [color=a36209]Have you ever fought a kest? Because i would like to know if i have to save your ass or not."[/color] He then laughed and awaited a response.

[@Zetsuko]