Amon smiled once more, the thief's harsh description wasn't wrong, but then again Amon never thought of himself as a good man. He was ruthless when he needed to be and was more than willing to manipulate others if he had to. But he did have a strong sense of honour and justice that overrode all other considerations, and the man had technically done nothing wrong... other than breaking and entering, of course. He sheathed his sword and clasped the case of his scrying glass, it was cold to the touch… a scowl formed on his face something was about to happen...

He looked to the thief who had just asked him his name 'My name is Amon, if you are to accompany Ser Carver then I shall do likewise. I shan't let my new friend go into danger with nothing more than a rogue at his side.'

Suddenly the whole castle seemed to shake, pain shot through Amon and his back arched and he gasped as the whole castle seemed to shake. He fell to his knees fists clenched, he punched the ground and lightning crackled in his fist. The rumbling stopped and returning to his feet saw that Wally had drawn two daggers, Amon's sword was in his hand instantly and the lightning that had been forced out of him continued to crackle in his hand.

'I do not know what that was, but I do not like it. Whatever this King Hagard has done I am going to speak to him now!' spat Amon through clenched teeth 'Ser Carver I will let you take the lead, Wally I assume we can look over the interrogation until we find out what in the name of the sands is going on here! Lady Amalthea, Molly I suggest you either find some guards or stay behind us. I for one intend to challenge this king and if he is as quick to anger as you would suggest then I shan't think he'll be in the best of moods.'