[b][h1][center][color=4286f4][i]Arthur Stanford[/i][/color][/center][/h1]
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[center][color=4286f4]Location:[/color]Argo III: Upperdeck -> Junkyard
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	That was certainly nice, that they were given, as demigods, a nicer afterlife. He had to wonder, a bit, if as a child of the lord of the undead, he had something different. Royalty among the demigods, perhaps? That was an interesting thought, he he could of sworn he heard something like that when he was being reassured about the circumstances of his sister's death. As it seemed they reached their destination, he got up, and smiled at Andy, before following after Kiera, up to the top of the deck, and quickly taking the rope ladder down to explore the junkyard.

	Taking a peak around, he saw celestial bronze [i]everywhere[/i]. He was curious about where this actually, physically was, and what mortals saw when they stumbled across it. Moreso though, he knew he was in the domain of a God right now, and that led him to want to be careful. He'd seen what they could do, and so he felt a bit uneasy coming here. Poking around the rubbish on the ground, Arthur eventually managed to unearth some sort of odd, large [url=https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/1/18/Arkimedes_skruv_i_Huseby.JPG/1280px-Arkimedes_skruv_i_Huseby.JPG]object[/url], which was a bit unlike anything he'd ever seen before. "[color=4286f4]Huh... neat.[/color]" He remarked, examining it.