There was a reason why nobody spoke alot about the so-called "captain", and that was because he usually ate anyone that did and picked his teeth with their ribs half the time.  He was in this little "merry" band of likeminded and somewhat sinister folks out of respect for the dark king, but was unbelievably irritated at how slow they were going. Ordinarily, he'd just get up in his enormous dragon form and fly to where they had to go, dive down and grab the item and get away before the other side could get to it. But he'd been instructed to behave and at least try to cooperate but that didn't seem to be going so well really.<br/><br/>He'd just start coming out of his own reverie when he spotted the Knight, that bastardly...  irritating lump of a humanoid staring at him for a moment. "What the hell are you staring at kid." he growled at him, he had full right to call them kids too because of his superior age. "Stop and rest? That's your perogitive, I can keep going after all we don't know when those other idiots are going arrive." He pointed out. "I'd rather get there before they did." Xion grumbled but had to accede to the suggestion of the leader of their little band.  Xion's voice was smooth and somewhat deep but manly sounding despite his youthful appearance, his irritation at the situation showing as he raked a hand through his red-streaked hair and sighed.<br/><br/>"If we're going to stop, we should do so now and be able to set up a campsite before the sun goes completely down." Xion shrugged some. But in the end it would be everyone for themselves; the only possible person he'd share with was the drow, simply due to the fact he considered her to be rather lovely in a dark way and didn't quite want someone that used ice so easily to be pissed at him due to his elemental weakness.