Beau sat thoughtfully near the fire, his mind moving quicker than his bouncing leg could ever hope to move. On the one hand, anyone with any sort of reasonableness to them would see that the old man was crazy, fighting wars for nature, nature was practically gone anyway, and the way he made it sound made it seem like it was a suicide mission. On the other hand Beau had more or less lost his right to say that anything was ridiculous when he had begun manifesting his abilities way back when. It was then that Beau remembered something that old Father Time had said, something about these Vygorns being comprised entirely of politicians, cops, corrupted people in general, that generally meant the rich, which probably meant his brother, his mother, his father, his sisters, by taking up this quest he was guaranteeing that he would have to fight them at some point, or at least people that they knew. He smiled widely, enjoying the idea.

At that point a distant barking was heard by Beau, he wasn't entirely sure that he even heard it at all actually, seeing as how it had emanated from inside his head and not his ears, he tried to ignore it but it just kept getting louder, he noticed that a couple of the girls had gotten up to speak, and one was looking at everybody, seeming angry, unfortunately Beau hadn't really been able to pay attention to what she, or the woman who had been cloaked in a strange misty light had said, Beau held his head, trying to weigh all the options, to evaluate everything but not only was this incredibly loud barking noise getting louder in his ear but a small buzzing had also started, almost harmonizing with the barking. Just when Beau thought he couldn't take it anymore he was bowled over by something large and furry. At first Beau was on guard, rolling with the beast, trying to get on top as it used its much greater weight to pin Beau, who figured that this was surely the end, especially as the strange beast opened it's mouth, filled with jagged teeth, as it did so Beau closed his eyes, waiting for his own demise....when the beast began licking his face, he scrunched his face before a smile spread upon it. Beau didn't know why but now he felt stupid having been afraid of Tugg, which he knew, he didn't know how he knew, but he knew that was the beast's name. 

After sitting up and chuckling a bit, Beau walked back over to the fire and said "gettin to kick butt, look good doing it, and hang out with Tugg? I'm in, besides, If this guy's a fake then we'll find out soon enough when it all stops working, besides what've we got to lose, right?" He looked at the rest, watching their actions and reactions, all while petting Tugg's furry head, barely feeling the bits of electricity that crackled against his hand as he did so.