Thrasos simply nodded as Nestor mentioned the need of protectors everywhere. He did agree with it, even if motivated by a selfish desire for recognition, glory was still in good intent, unlike infamy. And really,<i>was there</i>an actual difference between the selfish and the selfless, so long as both performed the same acts? And certainly, the glorious hero had the advantage of his deeds inspiring those after him,  becoming an immortal ideal, unlike the unsung, who merely fixed the issues in his own time, but did not act as a beacon for those yet to come. However, there was no need to explain the personal motivations of justice to the half-elf. Not in this conversation, at least.<br/><br/>He kept listening as the discussion shifted towards the ruins he had mentioned, and was happy to hear that Nestor<i>did</i>actually have experience with them. And by the sounds of it, it either wasn't insignificant in the slightest, or the explorer was boisterous, or perhaps a little of both. However, before he could muster an answer, the door made way to a new pair. Turns out their colorful group was only growing by the minute.<br/><br/>The new guests were a lizardman, exuding their hallmark primal warrior's glory, which Thrasos approvingly nodded towards in greeting. And a dark elf, further increasing the amount of pointy ears in the group, accompanied by a ferocious wolf who, Thrasos would bet, didn't like<i>him</i>one tiny bit. Dogs and cats, and dogs tended to take really poorly to cats who were bigger than them.<br/><br/>"Thrasos Eucleia" a small bow, only moving his shoulders the tiniest bit. This<i>was, </i>after all, the third time he was introducing himself in the same day. Perhaps, in the future, he'd get the privilege of not having to. "Always a pleasure to have more companions on the road and in battle."