Lowe stretched his arms into the air, his bag slung over his shoulder swung with the weight of the Cartography set. [color=FF6347]"Welp!"[/color] He said. [color=FF6347]"This should be quite the adventure if it's for saving the whole world.[/color] [color=FF6347]I wonder what kind of food we'll find along the way?[/color] [color=FF6347]I heard Vassilius has Sweet pies and Frost cones, though I don't know what either of those things are."[/color] He patted his bag affectionately. [color=FF6347]"I say if we're off to save the human race, we should look where the tastiest food is first![/color] [color=FF6347]A wise woman once told me 'The fastest way to a man's heart is through his stomach.'[/color] [color=FF6347]So all in favor of looking for tasty treats, say aye.[/color] [color=FF6347]If you disagree, stay silent it'll make this  decision a lot easier."[/color] Despite Lowe's small stature, his voice rang out loud through the castle hall. He was sure that they had heard him, he was often credited with having a booming voice. 

The thought of pies and sugar made of ice was a tasty prospect. He'd only ever tasted the bitter peppermint discs the elders gave him, and once for his birthday in a rare act of humanity, Minister Florentus allowed him a slice of blueberry pie. Ever since then he's had a hankering for anything sweet. The wagon he rode in on didn't have anything sweet, at least none that he could see. Though if the caravan his sisters rode in were headed where he thought they were headed, they wouldn't need any candy. Ever since he left Ferros for good, he wondered where his sisters had gone and if they had returned safely back to the Church. [i]I'll check later, after the quest is done.[/I]