Things happened rather quickly. First he was offered an eyeball by a strange dark mage in an eye patch, gods that sounded like the beginning to some cheap novel. Then the wyvern he'd spotted landed and young women stated she planned to join him. Getting up he first looked to the dark mage. "You hold on to the eye, it obvious you have much more interest in the item than I do. Beside's I can't expect people to just give things because of who I am." He patted the little mages head then promptly walked over to the wyvern.

"You've got a wonderful wyvern, she's a good mount. Smarter than average Pegasus, less likely to kick you as well." He sighed and looked up at the girl after admiring the mount. "Your welcome to join, you all are actually. I can't promise I'm some great hero or something but I'll try to win this war. However I need to head the castle and speak with the Exalt. Any of you are welcome to join or meet me back by the gates later." He threw off the tattered remains of his cloak. Pulled a purple tunic from his bag pulling it over his head covered the damaged shirt below. He then turned and walked on towards the castle.