Draiss nudges fate for all the relavent information about the castle, trying to get as much knowledge about it, enough to allow him to convince them to let him join. He sighs, and heads over toward the group, gesturing for his meal to be brought to the table. He smiles as he moves closer to the group, a slightly amused smile, as if the world is a joke that only he is aware of, which it is.<br/><br/>He actually manages to suppress his laughter, and says, when in close enough to talk to the group, "My apologies for butting in, but if you are heading to the Castle, you would be best to include someone who specializes in offensive magics. The Castle is supposed to be fraught with traps, and overrun with various brutes. I was hoping to make a run there myself, but a group is safer than an individual."<br/><br/>He winced at his own choice of words, and made a note to work on his people skills, he had been alone for far too long.