The younger goblin nodded to his King and rushed off as quickly as his legs could carry him. Scurrying along the corridors toward the entrances and stopping along the way to ask any guards or others if they did in fact see anything. He half expected the King to injure him due to the news that was given. Either injury or reward, though with his kind it was more the former than the latter. After all, only the strongest survive, whether that is strong in wisdom or strength.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, in the Bone Yard, Aria lay looking upward for a moment. With the wind knocked out her she slowly sat upright. She was sore and a little scuffed up but she would heal rather quickly. It was one of those good qualities of being pure Sidhe, that and the immortality. The princess shifted to her feet and started to walk around the shores of the large lake, if you could call it that. A lake of the dead. It was something she had heard of, studied but never actually witnessed first hand. The cracking of bones beneath her feet was heard resounding in the chamber. She shuddered when one part did not actually crack but squished instead, proving the unfortunate creature to be freshly killed or dead, whichever the case may be.<br/><br/>She glanced skyward and silently wondered just what Danu wanted of her. Aria wanted to know why she was sent here of all places and half expected some sort of test to commence. Aria had moved away from the hole that Fenris now glanced down into however ripples from the lake could be seen by the Goblin King. Each ripple announcing the presence of the famous Grinder to those who knew how to find him.