Theodyn looked around. Many of the strangers gathered in the town hall were at the snack table, eating. He would probably join in on that, the punch looked somewhat good to him anyway. For now, he would 'stand', and think. He was hanging upside-down from a chandelier on the ceiling by his feet. How it had managed to support his weight for so long eluded even him, but it would likely do so for a while longer. Theodyn's blank expression suggested that what he was doing was routine and common, and he could be considered true.

In the meantime, Theodyn could consider which kingdom he would vote to go to, as he had already chosen to join Team Better-than-theirs on the quest to capture princesses. Prior to his arrival in Burbof, the guards of Ellorn had thrown Theodyn out of the city, for 'causing a disturbance'. Which was true in a way. He had been sneaking around and ended up being apart of a rumour that someone was going to be assassinated. Why the city guards would simply throw a 'assassin' out of their city rather than imprison them didn't make too much sense to Theodyn, but he was still glad it happened in such a way. Besides, he was a Shadow Knight, which was obviously much different than an assassin. Probably.

Not only that, but Ellorn was the closest kingdom to Burbof, and Theodyn didn't want to have to walk for ages.