[@Lumiere] [@Thinslayer]

Take down a peg would of put it mildly. After having not only his pride as a Knight of Ispar taken in all but official act, which considering in his mind who said it, it might as well have been an official act, Nebel felt his heart weep like an open wound. Still he kept his expressions under control as she stood on. It made since they where alone in taking back their home, for it seems that this country had no interest in aiding a fallen kingdom, even if they where allies at one point in time. Chalk that up to people trying to secure their own power first and if it helps then others second.

Gripping the arms of his chair tighter, if but slightly, he felt that old calling. His want for a culling of those who seek power over all else. Internally he was having a struggle and it was starting to show slightly as his Hex was getting a little stronger, feeding of his raw anger was was reaching its boiling point. 

[color=aba000]"Es bot mir eine Menge Münzen und eines dieser Artefakte, über die sie gesprochen hatten. Die Bitte war, das Kind des Königs zurückzugeben, es gab keine Bestimmungen über die Gesundheit, nur lebend."[/color] Reaching up he started tapping his chin.

In his mind he started to ponder a few things, somethings he had already done so that now where taking the forefront of his mind. For her they wanted to keep the artifact, but for him they where willing to part with it. Added to it the Kingdom she lost to that, scourge, it made since. Yet why not offer it to him as well, surely they knew he was an Isparian Knight, Hexer Knight but Knight none the less. If the requests he had taken before where any indication, most times the person making the request would offer things not only within their power, but add a few things they might be able to make the deal more appealing to.

[color=aba000]"I...see."[/color] He said, his accent showing as well as is lack of usage of the common tongue. [color=aba000]"It, does not make since, yet it does."[/color]

Looking over at their friend who was currently passed out on the table Nebel felt his rational mind starting to work over time. He, after all, had more pieces to the puzzle. Who ever requested their air knew not only who he was, but her as well. The whole deal was starting to stink, but he had been out in the cold too long and his nose wasn't working right when he took the request. This little bit of information felt like a warm soup that always helped clear up the scenes.

[color=aba000]"Wir sollten unsere Augen offen halten, es fühlt sich jetzt nicht gut an, wenn ich darüber nachdenke."[/color]