[color=ForestGreen][center][h1]Vamon[/h1][/center][/color]
[center][color=ForestGreen]Location:[/color] Barracks[/center][center][color=ForestGreen]Interacting With:[/color] Sala & Vala, Guthrie, Zara[/center]
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Vamon nodded as the woman spoke. It made sense, why was their little society the only one that had made a place for itself. It seemed possible, even probably that there could be other settlements just as big as their own. The thought was a little daunting, after all the world around him was all he had known. Perhaps somewhere out in the darkness there was someone who had all the answers to questions that had wracked his brain for years. The thought gave him an odd sense of hope, perhaps their journey into the darkness wasn’t as crazy as it seemed. That said though, the mention of this ‘Black Sun’ intrigued him. The name alone was enough to raise an eyebrow, but to think they had been around for longer than the church.

[color=ForestGreen]“I would love to hear more about The Black Sun, perhaps once we get on the road”[/color] Vamon said, finishing up his search through the box. He had gathered up the last of the perishable and more fragile alchemy supplies in his own pack, before grabbing his share of the remaining supplies. He turned to face the twins as Guthrie posed his question. He didn’t think they would be too opposed to the idea, but he had only known them for a short time so it was hard to tell. 

That said, he was hoping to travel with her for a little while at least. He couldn’t be sure on whether he trusted the new woman yet, but she had information that he was interested in. Plus, if they were going to make a stop in the fortress of this order, he might be able to learn a lot more. If they were as old as Zara claimed, then they would most defiantly have some interesting books. Perhaps he could find some answers, if given the chance to look for them.