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</div>Nestor's internal clock began to ring as he rose from his warm be feeling refreshed, today was the big day and he would be headed into the Arcaneum. He was excited, he was one step closer to being the savior of the people of these frozen lands, and even if he failed he would task his children to continue the task, as there was always a way, and there was always hope. With this in mind he got dressed, packed up his equipment, and started making his way outside.<br/><br/>On his way to the Arcaneum he took the time to look at the grand walls of this ancient city, he paid little mind to the shoddy houses as during his fifteen years of travel between the five arks on his way here, not to mention his home ark and the pilgrimage he made as a child, he grew used to such things. With a bounce in his step as he took in the scenery of the city he arrived at the Arcaneum as a few minutes before his summons stated to look around at the outside of the grand structure, circling around it twice with a grin on his face, he had finally made it to an Arcaneum expedition. With a gleam in his eye he stepped into the reception area inside the Arcaneum with a grin on his face.<br/><br/>He turned to look around the room spotting people of all types, though a few stood out to the side, the first thing that caught his eye was the bullywog. He rarely happened upon them in his travels, but his experiences with them had been relatively neutral in nature as they were mostly passerby's. Still he knew he was going to be called and the man looked busy with paperwork and reports, something Nestor despised so he wouldn't bother a man doing such things, especially if it meant he had less paperwork to do later because of it.<br/><br/>He turned to look over at the others in the room and spotted a lion-man and a death cleric. He himself was a follower of Gaia thanks to the great gift there family had thanks to her blessing and the blessing of her children, the dragons. Still he had no ill will towards the other gods, they each served their purpose and were instrumental in the survival of all, but man would always be biased to those they have connections with, and Nestor was aware of this and didn't feel the need to deny it either.<br/><br/>He noticed he was getting stares thanks to his odd look as his clothes were rather worn but well maintained, but more importantly they were unique as they were a dark purple-brown with white stitches with the symbols of each of the arks in their places like they would be on a map. The stitches denoted his path of travel, it was something he worked on in his spare time with the help of several tailors, as he himself wasn't skilled enough to do it alone. Still he was grateful for the tailors that helped him and he valued the cloak rather highly, though he was often stared at for his strange attire, he cared little about it as it was always interest that shown in the eyes of others, and many children would ask him about it of which he would regale them with his experiences. He smiled as he though of the tailor he met earlier this week who was nice enough to update it for him for a few coins.<br/><br/>He decided now was a good time to introduce himself to the strange pair, as he had a hunch they would be his partners in the upcoming job as most normal people didn't stand out quite so much. He didn't mind if they weren't his party either as making more friends never hurt. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">Good afternoon to you both I have a feeling you too are due for a meeting today regarding an expedition into the ruins. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintances regardless, I am Nestor Helia.</span>" He declared cheerily, he finally got the chance to work for the Arcaneum and access some of the regions of the ruins he couldn't reach before while looking around on his own. It also never hurt to try and start off on good relations with your teammates.