[@Adeline]  [@Aurkanthis] [@Tally Dor]

[color=39b54a][b][h2][center] Loke O’Toole [/center] [/h2][/b][/color]

Loke had a bored look on his face as if the current situation was no big deal. The Irish Fae was twiddling his thumbs while whistling a song he had heard a few days ago. However, in reality, he was somewhat panicking that this was the end. His candle was going to be snuffed out, and he would be forgotten. 

The fae nodded to Blitz, responding to the other fae. He didn’t like the image of the queen taking her last breath. Perhaps he could finally prove to the others that he wasn’t just a nuisance. There was an awkward silence as the other members of the group soon arrived. His eyes looked to the others, wondering if they would be skilled enough to kill the Bog. [color=39b54a]“So Cally, where is our first stop?”[/color] The fae asked Caelum, who he assumed still had the map on him. He thought the others were just as prepared as he was. But he gave a judgmental look to the less prepared members of the group.