Lowe stood by the kings throne, looking up in awe at the glamour of the palace throne room. He had never actually been to Vaillius. Minister Florentus just told him stories about it, and the books in the library had beautiful pictures of the castle he stood in now, pictures he would often look at during afternoon breaks.  He clutched his bag tighter, anxious to leave and go on the quest, but he knew now would be too soon. The King had said something about "Marking" them and protecting them from the Blight. Lowe had no idea how scrying actually worked, but he knew his sisters could do it well. He held his arm out to the man before him. He stood tall, hooded and mysterious, but Lowe wasn't scared at all. He just silently told himself this man was no different from the older Ministers he'd seen in the church. They too were hooded, and strange but they gave him candy when Minister Florentus wasn't looking, and never yelled at him like the Kafaaran Minister had. 

The man waved his hand over Lowe's arm, muttered something under his breath, and a strange mark that glowed appeared on his arm. It disappeared just as fast as it had appeared, and Lowe felt a wave of relief at not having to hide a strange mark from people on his journey. He looked next to him at the other adventurers going with him. They all seemed much older than him, except for a few. Some of them held scary looking weapons, and he thought one of them was a knight of some sort. He hated that he would have to work with a knight. He hated knights. And all they were affiliated with. This quest was his only ticket home, and if having to save the world and being called a hero meant having to work with knights, then so be it. Getting hailed as a hero, and saving people was something Lowe had never imagined happening to him. While right now he was just Lowe, the half deaf Kafaaran, after this quest they would call him "Lowe, the coolest, awesomest adventurer with his Magick Cartography set." Or at least something along those lines.

He wanted to leave now. The prospect of an exciting journey filled with adventure was too tantalizing for Lowe. Not to mention his Cartography set, that he was almost certain was a little bit magick, still had two maps left to be followed. Maybe one led to the cure. They could all return to the kingdom early, and be richer than their wildest dreams! Oh, he could only hope about something like that.

He stood silently, beaming happily, waiting for this quest to Begin!