Criston sighed as the rest of the crew seemed to roll in, some he hadn't expected to see. With a quick swallow of his now room temperature beer, he turned to the crowd once again. 

[color=yellow]"Good evening. So, Maria Cross isn't in town currently as she has some business to attend to so I'll be taking her place for tonight."[/color] Criston began, suddenly feeling very, very tired.

[color=yellow]"As some of you know, our great school, Athalia, was taken by Marcus Cross, my uncle. It's time we take steps to take it back and turn Lavanya back into what it should be, a continent one can feel.. at least relatively safe in. Not everyone needs to come as the groups will be comprised of volunteers, however... It is very important that we have at least a sizable group."[/color] He began.

[color=yellow]"Brako Rackshaw has gone ahead to see the dragons. It is my understanding that they are in some sort of situation and need our help before they can offer us theirs. We will be following behind, making a few pit stops along the way. However, when I say we, I won't actually be going with you. Maria will catch up with you later but for most of the journey you will be lead under the supervision of Vikki Miller, a friend of Maria's. I will be staying in town to keep an eye on things here and should you need supplies, Britnia and I can get those to you in a timely manner."[/color] He explained, hoping what he was saying would be enough.

He spent the next few hours answering questions before finally leaving for the night to head back to the apartment he shared with Britnia.