"I will go," said Keirus, "Besides, I know where it is." It was true, after all, he'd grown up in that valley, and it was easy enough to see the mountain ridge from afar. It appeared that their leader would join as well.<span style="font-style: italic">She seems like a strong one</span>. He thought to himself for a moment. The idea of going into detail on his tribe's customs wasn't something he was too keen about, but eventually he decided that the spirit would take priority, and if he must, he would explain all that was necessary.<br/><br/>The uncertainty of it all disturbed him. He had no idea what sort of condition the spirit may be in, if any of his tribe survived, or what sort of plan the stone-man had. Keirus didn't suspect any sort of ill-intent from the stone-man, but it wasn't like him to shrug off potential threats so easily, no matter how small it seemed. But, he was very grateful for the kindness he had been shown, and felt that these ones were likely to be trusted. Pushing these thoughts aside, he walked over to his equipment, and picked it up. It had been some time since he was in human form, and he felt that some practice couldn't hurt. However, now wasn't the time, so he strapped on both sheath and scabbard, then turned back towards the group and waited for them to decide.