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The question briefly perplex him, not sure what it was supposed to mean. Ebonglen did have a large forest nearby he supposed and he did explore it often. Pitch-black eyes blinked in slight amazement at her long and elegant sounding name, even the tone of voice she used brought a certain majesty to it. And she spoke of finding her 'destiny'? He was sure what that was but it sounded very important.

His attention turned to commotion around him as people left the room, leaving only a select few behind. The individual he idenified as the King began to speak, grabbing her all of their attention as a impressive map was laid down on the table. Magic wasn't his strong suit but it interested him nonetheless, as the minor amazement in his eyes could show. He immediately thought, [i][color=lightgreen]If their champion was sent, then why call for us?[/color][/i]. His question would quickly be answered, along with a troubling explanation.

A dungeon was a notably infamous place in the WAA, full of untold dangers and traps. It did not matter to Arton, though he was attracted to this quest for the experience and gold...there was now the entire safety of a kingdom and its people at stake. That was enough motivation to spur him past any hesitance he might have. He got up from his seat and followed the king and other member of the adventuring group. Arwyn's question seemed perfectly fine to Arton, not really understanding the way it might come off.

[color=lightgreen]"Did the champion go with any others?"[/color] He decided to ask after Arwyn. If there were more people to look for, it was vital to know. No one was getting left behind if Arton could help it. Everything was kicking off rather suddenly, but he was prepared as he ever could be. Soon they would all be fighting together against heaven-knows-what in the dungeon.

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