For the first time since they had met him, the draik seemed to take the scorchio very seriously when he spoke in response, carefully chosing his words with a more wistful tone.
"The king does not invite people inside the castle for any simple task. This quest is one that could never be done alone, even by the strongest of fighters and the craftiest of minds. You'll thank him later for giving you company" he declared rather harshely.

At the request of food, however, the draik seemed to perk up and gladly returned to his standard jolly self.
"Then eat you shall. Go with the maids. I shall stay here and await any others who come to participate" he decreed and with that a kyrii in a maids outfit gave a courtesy bow before saunting off with the crew. They went through the beautiful courtyard which had flowers from all across the lands. Inside was ever more decidant. A large dining hall with carefully hand carved buttresses and columns that support the tall ceiling. On the ceiling was an orange painting of the battle against Darigan and her people, showing Count Darigan himself fighting along side Hagan and Skaarl, both of which were actually absent from the fighting.

The meal set before them was exquisite as it was abundant. Any pallet could find a wonderfully crafted meal for themselves and the maids struggled to keep their watering mouths from drooling at the smell let alone the sight of their banquet. Quickly three plates with matching silverware were prepared for the heroes-to-be.