The weight of everything that David had been told hit him hard. Emotionally he broke down for a moment and sobbed. All those people who were dying, and he had been selfish in the beginning by questioning everything Leara had told him. Not that it would have prevented any of the deaths that had happened, but it would have made the transition to Eldorath a much more smooth one. Back on Earth he had far less responsibility then what had just been thrust upon him. Some employees to worry about, but that wasn't much not compared to an entire world. It wasn't just the Kingdom of Neria, it was the whole damned planet, doomed by something no one had ever seen. It was a rather ominous task and he felt woefully unprepared for it. Truth be told he was unprepared for it, mentally, physically, and in almost every other way. He didn't know magic, how to fight, or anything about this strange new world.<br/><br/>Of course the transformation that David's mind and body were going through, the things that would help him harness magic and learn to fight, things that would make Eldorath seem far less threatening, were slowly working their way around. It didn't mean he would instantly pick up anything though, that would take time, determination, effort, and teaching. The Council had suggested Leara as a trainer, and he knew that she was a skilled warrior, but she was young in his eyes to be a master. Though age was just a number, and he had no idea how long she really had been alive, things on Eldorath could be entirely different, he simply didn't know. What David did know was that he needed to go find her, he just had to remember the name of the inn that she had told him about.<i>The Flask and Sword</i>, it popped into his mind after a few moments.<br/><br/>As his arm wiped the tears from his eyes David finally rose from the bench he had been sitting on inside the Citadel. He walked forth and exited, many of the eyes that had watched him enter still remained outside and were watching him now. None of them spoke to him though, and some looked surprised to see him still in one piece. What they had assumed David did not know, nor in reality did he care. They were not really his people, he felt no major attachment to them yet, his attachment was much more singular to that of Leara. It would take time for him to grow to love the rest of Eldorath's inhabitants. As David moved the crowd parted for him, and he walked in the direction he believed to be correct, not actually knowing where he was going, and quite honestly not wanting to ask anyone.<br/><br/>It took some time but he found the inn Leara had told him about, the sign was not hard to miss. It was extravagant though, the colors again popped and flourished, the sword drawn in immaculate detail as if it were real. He tried to not look like the burden of his task was weighing on him and chose to smile when Leara called his name.<b>"Leara!"</b>He exclaimed, trying to add an element of excitement to his voice.<b>"It is wonderful to see you again, we have much to discuss."</b>It sounded so strange to him to say the first part, it hadn't been that long since he had seen her, and yet he had been afraid of missing her entirely. David noticed succubus from Zaesan that Leara had been talking to.<b>"Hello beautiful, and who might you be?"</b>He asked with delight as he took her right hand gently and brought it to his lips for a kiss.