[sub][@SimpleD][/sub]
As the small company looked to Morgan and mostly let Icarnus speak to her, she moved her eyes across the group before settling on the red knight. [b][color=25b0ff]"Has it?"[/color][/b] she replied with a light pursing of her lips. [b][color=25b0ff]"... there are a number of creatures that could cause great harm to Camelot.. but the most obvious.."[/color][/b] A spark of urgency crossed her face before standing up straight and adorning a scowl. With a sudden rush of energy to her steps, she started to march to the archway, stopping halfway and pronouncing her voice with purpose.

[b][color=25b0ff]"It [i]is[/i] best that you follow my guide, for one particular reason alone - for in Camelot, I share the royal crown with my brother. I am the queen."[/color][/b] She let the slip of information soak in for a moment. [b][color=25b0ff]"With me, you'll be granted safe passage in all of the kingdom without question, so long as you behave and keep civil."[/color][/b] The queen then smirked. [b][color=25b0ff]"Though by all means, if you come across ogres, feel free to strike them down... they are an unruly, cruel lot."[/color][/b] At this point, she already saw that a few of them had started to pair off. In the back, though, she saw the mysterious man once more talking among a few of them.

[sub][@Oskar DiLondra][/sub]
Towards the back with Halen & Azazael, the robed man appeared and pulled the hunter away for a moment in gentle whispers. Before long, the hunter had disappeared in a dim flash of magical dust as he walked past the angel and smiled lightly. [b][color=ffc025]"Apologizes... it seems the creature is restless.. and the hunter - since the danger was no longer present - wished to return home."[/color][/b] His aura had changed a little, apparently more than happy to let the young queen lead the company. Though he faded into the background, he did not fade like before and instead sat upon his chair - however another had disappeared as well by this time.

[sub][@Fabricant451][/sub]
Shifting to lean on her hip, thoughtfully, she shrugged lightly as if the reduction of the party didn't not bother her much. In truth, she was unsure what to feel or what to think, but whether she liked it or not, it seemed fate could not let her adventure alone. Drawing in a breath to speak again, her eyes seemed to suddenly find Wren's own, giving her pause. It would be noticeable to anyone paying attention and likely more than obvious to the mute girl, but she shuffled lightly in place as if uncomfortable, which seemed odd for the young queen. [b][color=25b0ff]".. either way, you may call me Morgan, though in the castle, it may be prudent to say 'your majesty'.. despite that I care little for the crown.."[/color][/b] Biting her lip for a split second, she looked away from Wren and gestured to the archway. [b][color=25b0ff]"By all means - welcome to Camelot. These are the lavender fields north of Ouset. It is not a long journey to the castle itself from here."[/color][/b] Morgan stood to the side and watched as the strangers stepped through the portal, briefly curious how important Excalibur truly was to other-worlders. Again, her eyes caught the small songbird, giving the woman a gentle smile as she passed.