Elias was surprised they were leaving so soon- the moment the last person to arrive- a young woman with brown hair in long braids arrived, they were off. Elias gripped the straps of his bag until his his knuckles turned white. This was ridiculous- he hadn’t managed to introduce himself and he didn’t know anyone! They should at least exchange names, for God’s sake. And while he could understand the presence of some of them, 

He flinched as what appeared to be a lumbering suit of armor shuffled past him, to a frail looking girl clutching a stuffed rabbit. The creature spoke for Elias as well when it mumbled [color=0054a6]“ Doesn't belong…”[/color] 

To his alarm, the toy actually jumped out of the girl’s arm and started talking to the man in a manner that was far too civilized for a child’s stuffed animal. Elias found this quite amusing- was the rabbit charmed, or had she trapped a wisp soul in the toy as a vessel? Either way, it made more sense to do such a thing with a sword or a shield- not a clump of rags and fluff. This was all the more reason for him to quickly agree with the strange beast. Finally, maybe he could voice his opinion. Clearing his throat, he glared at the rabbit.

“ No, he’s absolutely correct. I have no idea how such a frail thing was chosen by the Sage. There must be a mistake! I mean honestly, what are you going to do in a battle? Throw that toy at it?” Elias chuckled, despite his tone getting increasingly annoyed. He turned to the others, looking for their support.

“ A-and what about that?” He pointed to the suit of armor, a touch of fear in his voice.

“ And you! Who even are you? A peasant, a thief?" Elias pointed at the slender man checking his bow.

“ Please, my Lords and Ladies, forgive my outburst. But doesn’t anyone think it’s a bit odd for us elite to be bundled up with them like an awful soup?! Let's turn back and sort this out with the council before we allow these miscreants to join us.” His eyes darted from each of them, his eyes pleading for someone to agree with him.