Lyren followed everyone inside the cabin and took a seat at the table. He didn't want to be rude, but he wasn't thirsty so he didn't take a glass of water. He was grateful for the fact that the man didn't seem to recognize him, not that there was much risk of that anyway. He'd rather keep his past with the village to himself. Just like anything about his past really. It still unnerved him that the Guildmaster seemed to know everything. Especially the parts before his personality and morals developed and he had carried out jobs for his father. Unfortunately he did have some blood on his hands.

Kai spoke about some strategies that would work. And a girl that Lyren didn't know volunteered for defense. "I can be on both offense or defense." Lyren said, shifting impatiently in his seat. He was definitely the type to sit still for longer a minute or so. And he hated waiting for action to start. "My magic can slay anything type of monster except demons, they just absorb Dark Magic. And my aura will attract them like moths to a flame." He looked at the village leader apologetically. "Sorry sir, I'm afraid you have a Dark Mage among your saviors. But I can assure you that my mind is my own and I'm in no danger of losing it."

Not that it would give the man any comfort. He had probably stopped listening the moment he heard Dark Mage. Everybody always did. He just hoped he could prove himself in this fight. His magic may have been dark, but he himself wasn't. Lyren didn't have much of a choice in the magic type he used, he had literally been born into it. But that wasn't going to stop him from being one of the good guys. Who said darkness had to be evil?