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As Kurn explained what little he could about Lycaon's plans Nymeria listened eagerly. She had lost most of her respect for her father years ago. He had taken so much time and effort into planning out what she would physically be like and how he'd use her for his plans, yet he didn't even spend a fraction of that time raising her. Her birth killed her mother, a woman Lycaon had no concern for, and he sent her away to have others raise her. She was suprised when Kurn told her that it was his idea and that he wen beieved things would be safer if Lyacon's goals were met. She was also intrigue that her actions could prevent a war that her father likely had saved as a back up plan for her failure. When she was offered te necklace by Kurn she was speechless.

After a few moments she responded by saying, "I don't know what to say. Thank you. I've never received a gift or a blessing from a godmother than my father before. I'm sure this will be useful. It's rather beutiful as well." She then took the necklace and put it aroun her neck. "I honestly don't care what my bloody father says about this quest but if you think it's worth doing I'll trust you. I'm fairly certain that a god of wisdom can't be wrong. I guess I should head out then. If I'm to partake of this quest I need to sober up and get ready. Of I do survive though your going to need to show me how to get more of that Star Tear stuff.

Nymeria cheerfully departed the tavern only to be greeted by a less than welcomed site as she stepped outside. Outside of the tavern there stood a tall, regal man with long silver hair and yellow eyes. He was dressed like a common lord, but she could tell it was Lycaon.

"How long has it been, two years?" Nymeria said to her father.

"I'm sorry but I can't spend my every hour watching you. I have important duties as a king I must fulfill. These past few years have been difficult and there wasn't much I could do." Lycaon said with a hint of sadness in his voice. It was true that Lycaon had fathered her to be a weapon against his enemies and a tool to guide mankind but he did care about her. "I knew we don't see eye to eye, but I have an important job for you that if you fail a lot of innocent people will get hurt."

"The corruption hurts millions of innocents and you don't raise a finge to stop or even slow it." Nymeria said angrily in response. She had every intention of fulfilling his wishes but she wanted to annoy the god-king a little first.

"That's a different matter entirely; however, your success in this endeavor may help me put an end to the corruption eventually. Deep in the Ulmish mountains there lies a vast amount of adamant, the miraculous metal your swords are made of and that not even a god can break. My stores are almost completely depleted and if we can't get more soon not even I will be able to bind a god if they cross the line. The gods are assembling a team of heroes to venture into the mountains and take Ulm's adamant. Even if it means defeating the titan."

Nymeria had to admit that when without Kurn's earlier guidance she would of been tempted to take this task. She may distain her father's plans to make her a saintly hero, however, she did covet glory. Stealing adamant from a titan and perhaps even doing battle with him sounded intriguing. She also had a desire to protect people from suffering, a trait she had inherited from her father.

"Fine. You really don't give me much of an option. I'll join your party of heroes and retrieve the adamant. But remember I'm not doing it for you." As she spoke she couldn't resist the feeling of excitement swelling within her. She loved a good adventure.

Lycaon raised his hand and with a beam of golden light the two ascended into Arkengthan were she would be able to more easily prepare for the trials that lay ahead.
OOC: I'm sorry the post was a little long. I tend to avoid dialogue between my own characters but in this case it was unavoidable.