As Zariel opened the door to his dorm, he paused at the sudden emergence of two unfamiliar faces dressed in golden armor, carrying the crest of the Kingdom of Solaris over their breastplate. Both were Firth Stars, carrying spears latched to their backs.
"Malos Blackwater, we would like a word," said a tall, bronzed-skinned man, carrying a bright pink scar trailing down his right eye. Built like a troll, he towered over those around him, wielding arms so thick they appeared like the trunk of a tree. "My Name is Rylar Zepths. This here is Uvaro."
Uvaro silently nodded.
"I'm on my way to Baythorn." Said Zariel
"Do you mind if we follow?" asked Rylar, noticing the ogling look Aurelia was giving him. He ignored it, focusing on the boy instead.
"Mr Zepths! You're so tall! Dumb-Dumb, you think you'll be that tall?" Aurelia couldn't help but ask, tapping his shoulder.