[center][h2][color=Red]Tobias Westen[/color][/h2][/center]

[color=red]”’Esoteric’...?”[/color] Toby repeated back to Aile, [color=red]”What’s that supposed to mean?”[/color] She was being just as cryptic as the notes were. As if Toby needed any more reason to dislike her. But it sounded like she wasn’t going to be able to give any full answers right now. Terrific.

But that wasn’t the only thing she said that stuck out to him. ‘Skilled duelists’, that was what she said the group was. And they wanted him of all people? The guy who only advanced a single round the other night using a deck that even he couldn’t deny was… budget… at best? Toby’s hand rested on the deck box clipped to his belt.

He wanted to ask “Why me?” but he got the distinct feeling that Aile didn’t have the answer to that, given how she greeted him. The only way he was gonna be able to ask that is if he met someone higher up the totem pole. And right now the only way to do [i]that[/i]... was to follow instructions, at least for the time being.

[color=red]”It says to follow the marked path, right?”[/color] he asked, pointing to the note and the lantern hanging nearby, [color=red]”Well, how hard could that be?”[/color] His vote was clear. They should just follow the instructions and get this over with.