Lukas watched as more beings arrived at this, blooming large table. It was not just the sheer amount of people that decided to arrive at this rendezvous, but the sheer diversity. It would seem nearly every civilized race could be represented here. What were they suppose to be, adventures or dignitaries? This most certainly looked like a diplomatic meeting, albeit a frugal one. He was not disturbed by the varying races, he has long since found no use in racism. Such biases are an inhibitor of free thought, which is detrimental to a seeker of truth. While he will admit, he doesn't like the loud, bellowing of the Half-Orc here. Despite this, even now the secrets are piling up just what are they suppose to do?
Lukas's mind even drifted into thinking about home. This odd gathering has oddly enough reminded him of home. He doesn't why but it just did. Perhaps it has something to do with their anonymous host. Which is at the epicenter of this fiasco, what is the biggest secret here? This would be answered when the Host, or Hostess he should say revealed herself. "A Celestial here?" "Talk about a fall from grace." Lukas thought. He will admit the being was pleasant to the eye, and despite his skepticism and cautiousness, he was notably calm. This figure must have a calming presence, Lukas suspects magic is involved. Lukas would love to understand such arcane secrets, but alas he just doesn't have the aptitude for such things. His future lies in science, not magic, that he is sure of. Even magic wielders haven't reversed a state of undeath, there would be nothing of use for him there.
What really surprised Lukas the most that everyone is strangely accepting of this. In what way is this normal? Have they all really lived such wild lives that this does not register as an oddity? He finds rather disturbing that everyone seems so calm with this, heck even accepting of it like the Dragonborn the exudes arcane knowledge. In the face of these developments Lukas had to perturb this situation. "I'm sorry, sorry, Astraviim was it?" Lukas spoke, he sounded harried and jittery. "I mean no disrespect but...I must be blunt," Lukas spoke, he was rather animated with his speech, using hand signs and his arms, "Why are you here?" "Shouldn't that in of itself be a signal for alarm?" "Hm?" He hummed as he spoke, sort of addressing everyone here. "I'm sure I'm not alone in being a bit disturbed here, right?" He speech was becoming slightly more rapid, as he nervously laughed.
"Like you there on your elbows," He spoke towards Ro. "I even see some hints of distress from the Elven Maiden," He pointed towards Favorin, "Even the Goblin seems disturbed for Patron's sake!" "So I am sorry if I am coming off as intrusive and impudent, but I humbly ask to learn more of you, Celestial," He spoke as he waved his finger about as he pointed at Astraviim, "And about whatever darkness is supposedly happening." "Which mind you didn't leave my thoughts at all." Lukas spoke as he sounded calm and sat back in the seat. He didn't care if he was a bit overbearing, he had to have more information because this whole situation was suspicious. He understands nothing is as it seems. Even through out that speech, he still felt calm, even though it may have been interpreted differently. He awaited to see if he would have his answers, either way the conversation goes, he will have answers to one of his questions. Even questions he didn't specifically voiced.