The battle finished quickly after that, and after gathering themselves(and the supplies) they moved to make camp for the night.

The clearing seemed cozy enough, and the night sky was easily visible with it's twinkling stars staring down on them, so he couldn't complain. Degel didn't know why, but those bright tiny dots were always able to hold his attention.

His reverie was interrupted as everyone started introducing to each other. The Shadow Hunter was apparently a "ninja", but he pegged the Snake-Kin and Masked Knight correctly at least, a point towards his deductive capabilities for sure.

As he moved towards the Apple tree, The Severe Venator wanted them after all and his hands were unoccupied at the moment, he sensed a lull in the conversation, and spoke

[color=ff7964]I am Called Degel Kraft[/color] He didn't understand truly understand names, so his "name" was what he was, The Power of the Crucible, transformed in a "Name" from those he encountered when he fist awoke. He didn't know why he knew that was who he was, but he did nonetheless.

As he started plucking the apples he continued [color=ff7964]As you have seen, i'm able to embody some monstrous features, and i have been told i am "Tough Nut".[/color] Bringing his spoils he set them beside "Jazdia",careful not to crush them as his attention was quickly stolen by the conversation between the elves and the Snake-Kin.

A library... A place to hold and research knowledge if he remembered correctly, and seemingly one of great renown. And grand things tend to hold grand dangers.

[color=ff7964]Seeing how we have been received when we entered the Twilight Lands, am i correct in thinking that things worse than the "Viladred'saca" may be on our path?[/color] If he were honest, Degel wouldn't mind seeing the Dragon again. It was unlike anything he saw before, and he wondered how it came to be in such a state, or how an actual fight would pan out.