Arrus sat down at the dining table and relaxed. Part of him felt bad for being served a meal. Isolde had done so much for him already, and to be this hospitable in a place not of her own was delightfully uncomfortable. Arrus found himself lost in admiration and appreciation that Isolde's talk of this ominous foe barely fazed him. But Arrus was well aware to listen enough. This was indeed a severe threat. The amount of preparation by Kelly's men was enough to cue that that thought. Arrus paused a moment while eating to contemplate Isolde's offer. Its easy to back down and away from something. But to charge in bold, unsure, against the odds, and come out victorious; now that warranted true satisfying victory. As they say, true victory is won through true sacrifice.<br/><br/>Arrus took in a few spoonfuls then sat back in his chair, crossing his arms and observing the skills of the witch Isolde. An impressive display to say the least. Arrus nodded his head a few times in acknowledgement of her talents. "Clearly there is more to you than meets the eye." He slowly stood and brought his bowl over towards the counter to clean it while the other man, Jarven entered and requested Isolde's assistance with his exquisite sword. "Same is true of us all it seems. That is a remarkable blade, sir. One any warrior would be proud to wield. Enchanted, no? That will undoubtedly aid you in the coming battle. This gets more interesting by the second!" Arrus prepared a mug of ale, offering one to his new comrades than leaned against the wall, glancing down at his own<a class="postlink" href="http://www.medievalcollectibles.com/p-5090-blacksword.aspx">sword</a>. It was gifted to Arrus long ago by someone dear to him. But he couldn't remember who or why for the life of him. It almost pained him to think about it. He let his fingers run across the worn leather-wrapped hilt. It had served him well in his travels and fit like an old glove. It was a magnificent piece of craftsmanship, staple of perfection, and Arrus knew how to wield it perfectly. Arrus glanced back at the other two, "Well my skill set won't be able to shine until the heat of battle is upon us. Which feels to be fairly soon." Arrus took another sip from his mug and nodded in greeting as the rest slowly poured into the kitchen.