Scarcely a word that Leara or Perathon spoke during the ride could be heard after a while. David was enthralled with the whole concept, feeling much like a child in that moment, it was invigorating. As Perathon landed though the amusement came to an end, and the plethora of people gathered outside the citadel suddenly made David very self conscious with all of the eyes staring at him.<b>"Uh, yeah, a car, my car, now in complete disarray, not that is apparently matters with creatures like your dear friend Perathon here one can travel great distances quickly."</b>He spoke and waved to the giant creature.<b>"Thank you for the lift Perathon, I do wish you well."</b>Then David turned his attention toward Leara.<b>"I do wish you didn't feel the need to run off quite so quickly, but I do understand your will to get back to your own life. I will come find you and say farewell after my meeting."</b><br/><br/>It was with those words that he turned from her and Perathon, leaving them behind he followed the path that was set before him between those who had been waiting, now kneeling in front of him. It was as if he was something special, which he got the impression from Leara that he was. Apparently news of their arrival had indeed traveled rather quickly. For a moment David wondered if anyone in the crowd had wanted to kill him like Varanshig had wanted to, though that though was fleeting. He could feel the numerous eyes upon him though and there were whisperings among the crowd, some said he was far to small, others that he was too large and clumsy looking. Others still claimed that they could not sense any sort of greatness in him at all. Criticism was everywhere, in fact he didn't hear a single compliment, and yet they stayed knelt for him, as if they were bound by some higher form of honor than their own opinions. In fact that was exactly the case though he didn't know it, they were told by the council he would be arriving with Leara, her appearance made known to them, and so they all immediately knew him as the savior of Eldorath, more importantly the savior of Neria.<br/><br/>In all things though it was interesting that anyone would assume him the savior of only their land and kingdom. He was there for a much larger goal, a much larger purpose. The troubles that were beginning to plague Neria were a trouble throughout all of Eldorath, even those who commanded dark forces were at the mercy of the greater problem, though they sought to control it. The problem among everyone in Eldorath though was that no one knew exactly what<i>it</i>was, there was no knowledge about this plague for wherever it went nothing remained, no witnesses to describe the wrath that hit the lands. Barren wastelands of once glorious areas were what people saw, everything that had once been seemingly disappeared out of thin air. No magic had been able to stop it, no technology, no monster, and certainly no shadowy figure had been immune to its prowess.<br/><br/>David entered the citadel, and soon he found himself alone, the brightness on the inside unlike anything he had ever witnessed in all of his days. Inside of his mind a voice spoke, "straight forward, large double doors, you simply cannot miss them Earthling." While David was not a fan of being called<i>Earthling</i>he obeyed the voice that spoke to him, the female sound was sweet and yet there was a hint of forcefulness to it. One foot guided him in front of another, his swagger that he had upon first arriving melted away into nervous despair. A question nagged into the pit of his mind, 'What if I am not what they expect?' he walked through the doors anyways. The sight that greeted him was filled with awe and wonder. A single person stood before him, a woman, she couldn't have been older than twenty one from what his eyes could see, her long flowing brown hair covered a white dress, and her green eyes popped with the sheer amount of white that surrounded them. Her voice spoke to him, and sounded exactly like the one from inside of his head. "Fear not David, you are exactly what we expected you would be."<br/><br/>The look of confusion on David's face was rather evident, and it didn't change simply because the woman smiled at him. Her words did not magically put him at ease, in fact if anything they added even greater pressure. Of course he asked the most obvious question first.<b>"What do you mean, we? There is only you and I, no council like I expected there to be."</b>Hesitantly he stepped forward, as if compelled to do so by the woman in front of him. For all of the nervousness he was feeling there was also an eerie calm about him, something he could not quite explain.<br/><br/>The woman continued to smile, not deterred in the least by his question, it was as if she knew this conversation needed to happen, that such questions would come. "Yes, we can see why you would think this David. Your eyes see only one of us, when in fact there are many of us, identical in appearance, we speak from one mouth as one voice. We assure you though there are many, but to see us all would overwhelm your brain and we would not want to put you in a coma. As to the question you so desperately will want to ask us next, you may simply refer to us as the Council, though if that does not suit you we are most similar to Legion from your Bible, and so if you wish that name would be suitable as well." Though they were definitely not many demons in one mind, the similarities were there. The Council was simply trying to put David's mind at ease and rest, in some ways it worked. Though they had little doubts that it would. They were all scouring his mind to see what he knew, what pleased him, and how best they could communicate with him. From the time he had arrived in Eldorath they had been hard at work, and at the same time unlocking his potential. It was how they came to the form that stood before him, it was how they would be able to speak of Earth things he had heard of at any point in life.<br/><br/><b>"So you mean to tell me you are many minds in one? Wow, this is a trip, though I should not be surprised by this at all. With creatures like Varanshig this is rather mild in comparison."</b>The Council frowned at hearing the shadowy figures name. They hated him, despised his people and his kind, and they were not afraid to show it. Still they let David continue, going through the formal process of conversation.<b>"Something tells me though that your power is rather magnificent, far beyond most other creatures around here. I get this odd sense you have been with me since I got here, and that you are playing games with me, so let me cut to the chase, why am I here? Why me?"</b><br/><br/>The woman smiled once more, not the warm inviting smile that had graced her face at first, this one was filled with amusement. "Ah, a man of action, we like this. Yes, we know much of you David, but we don't like to flaunt our power, we like conversation." She finished walking the gap between them and brought her soft hand up to his face, stroking his cheek gently as a mother would. "You my precious man are to save us all. Not just here in Neria, but all of Eldorath, even those like Varanshig. You will have to unlock your own power though, that we cannot do for you, though some can teach you we cannot not. We would lose our power and status if we even tried to teach you. You will need help along the way though David, for even in all of your power friends will be needed, warriors, teachers, magicians, and even a cook or two. Though some may travel with you for the whole journey, others will be with you for a short while. Some may die, some may even turn on you, be careful David, Eldorath has its enemies. Do not be misguided by our beauty, dangers lurk everywhere. Your friend Leara, we recommend her for help, if not her then ask her where to find someone to train you, hand to hand combat will be needed at some point, of this we can promise you. Good luck David Marsh of Earth, we will see you again."<br/><br/>The woman's lips met his, the kiss was quick and over in nearly an instant, and when it was he was back in the lobby of the citadel. The meeting apparently over. David felt odd all over. He needed time to process everything he had been told before he went to find Leara once more. So he saw a bench and took a seat, weariness overcoming his body as he processed things.