[center][h2][color=888888][b]Maltar[/b][/color][/h2][/center]
[center][color=888888]Spirit of the Beast[/color][/center]
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	Maltar nodded to Faline for her confirmation of his inquiry, and he considered eating some of the pheasant Amandine provided, but he wasn't really hungry having eaten a few hours earlier. The Elvian had some thoughts to consider while he listened to a discussion between the members of his company, a brief discussion at that, due to Dorian returning with the arrival of a young swindler by the name of Gus. Then, soon after, entered a Northern Orc. Not something you see every day.

For a moment, Maltar remained in his seat while the groups dynamic shifted to include the new arrivals. It was only when Dorian commenced his speech that he made his way to the table and stood back from the group with his arms folded. It was amusing to watch the Orc scrutinize their host as he talked, so Maltar couldn't help but grin while listening to what the Governer's son had to say. 

As Torsten mentioned after Dorian finished speaking, it was good to be assured that Thoren and Marya were still alive, but a part of Maltar leaned in favor of Budi's less than eloquent request. Maltar's only real interest up to this point was finding his adoptive parents. Still, Sir Dorian's yet vague proposition gained his intrigue.

[color=a9a9a9]"Mercenary Guild...."[/color] The Elvian hunter added with a hike of his brow at Sir Dorian. [color=a9a9a9]"I know a little about what my parents invested some of their time in. By [i]'working to solve a mystery affecting the Ellezag Plains'[/i], would you be referring to the plague? If so, solving a mystery behind a disease doesn't sound like typical mercenary work."[/color]