Caspian had been remaining silent and observing for awhile, listening as the other two conscious men talked. He was quite unsurprised that the unknown male introduced himself as a mage, as they weren't that rare from where he was. Yes,  he had encountered a few mages here and there, but then again had never been one to talk to anyone outside his small circle of friends and thus never truly got to know one. The books were often the giveaways, and some had odd trinkets and what not.


He had moved and walked closer when Raikon and the man named Dacheus proceeded to try to get to the gem. Along that time, Raikon mentioned his position, the words and names not ringing a bell. He also watched as they failed soon enough in the gem acquiring, in a non-spectacular way. He couldn't help but feel like, if they were his friends, he would have been snickering at the failure and offering comfort after. When Dacheus demanded to be let go, he walked over and decided to stand in close talking distance. Seeing other people struggle and try to make sense of whatever they were in managed to calm him down a bit. He wasn't alone in it. 


"Kalakyth is in , North of Dulyns." Caspian answered Raikon's question after the long thinking he had, trying to make himself remember all the countries and continents he studied before. He then turned his eyes towards the mage whom he had yet to introduce himself to, when he failed to remember all. He ignored the ridiculousness of the situation. 


"I'm Caspian Fleiyril. I'm a healer, or a cleric in other terms. I would say it's nice to meet you, but this isn't nice at all." He said truthfully.


Honestly, he didn't know what else to say or do, so he just stared awkwardly. He didn't want to offer help, really, since it looked like even the help of a captain wasn't sufficient. What more could [i]he[/i] do?