Arma looked at the petpet with sparkles in his eyes. “A gallion huh? She’s beautiful.” He complimented. The world sure was wide. He had gotten used to seeing the same faces everyday at the dojo so everything was a new experience for him.

When the Draik told them it was time to go, Arma was the first one to follow the maids. Upon entering the castle he was awestruck. Such intricate craftsmanship! Unlike the rest of the group, he did not hide his enthusiasm and curiosity often walking away from the group to gawk at the at all the paintings and displays.

“Wow! So that must be the King!” He looked at a painting for about three seconds before moving to a glass case holding a sword. “What a sharp looking blade! And that hilt! I’ve never seen so many gemstones in one place!” He said, face leaning against the case. This carried on until the courtyard and more often than not Arma had to be pulled away by the maids.

The Bori’s eyes opened wide when he saw the feast before them. “So… so much food.” He whimpered. “I don’t even know what these are but it looks so good!” He was snapped out of his reverie when one of the servants cleared their throat. “Right, um, sorry.”

He moved towards the table and sat next the purple Ixi. “I haven’t had a warm meal in so long. All I had during my trip was dried meats, nuts, and whatever fruit we happened to come across.” He reached out and grabbed the first thing he saw. Happily digging in the meal set  before him, stuffing himself so much that he nearly choked. After washing down the food with a nice long drink he turned to both his companions. “I don’t think we’ve actually introduced ourselves to each other. My name’s Arma Rockspy. I specialize in hand to hand combat.”