Angus maintained his position near the centre of the group, attempting to keep some calm and order in the unusual assembly proved easier said than done, thankfully with some support from the mysterious figure near the back and the arrival of several new people tensions did appear to diffuse somewhat. However with the 'entertainer' and skull kid Ekra at each other's throats as well as the fact that many of the people seemed slightly on edge, the blacksmith became worried that violence would eventually break out. 

Thankfully the arrival of the long awaited fairy came before anything more than words were hurled at each other. There was quite a gathering in the graveyard at Angus could hardly believe all of them had come after hearing the same voice, was the goddess truly reaching out to all of them? He glanced around a little more, his height allowing him to see most if not all of them, eventually the eyes of the crowd were directed forward as the fairy delivered it's message. First she identified herself as Lethe, a name Angus hadn't heard before, next she went on to give some very bad news...

Ganondorf was set to return. Was it possible? Could the seal over his dark powers truly be broken? And why no hero, if the legends were to be believed then the two were meant to be eternally locked in a battle throughout the whole of time, now the duty of defending Hyrule was being passed to a group of unknowns? It was a tough sell but for whatever reason Angus believed it, even as some turned to leave, laughing and poking fun he stayed put and listened to the others questions. He was trying his best not to show fear, it wouldn't help anybody but inside he was troubled, he was a blacksmith not a warrior after all.

His eyes were shut and his arms crossed as he focused and thought. Eventually he decided to speak up, hopefully able to get a word in before Ekra inevitably began exchanging words with the entertainer. "The dark lord is very real, I've seen enough in my time to know that the legends are true and the events described did indeed happen." He opened his eyes and glared at the one who was speaking out almost in support of the evil king. "It's obvious now that you are in fact amount one of those to traditionally side with 'him'. However, I believe the goddess and fate would not have brought you to this gathering unless you knew deep down that Ganondorf is evil in it's purest and darkest form."The smith nodded his head to the young Veitaru. "Even the Geurodo, the ones who named him king, know this and reject him." He let out a long sigh and looked down. "If we truly are the ones chosen to stand against the darkness then it's not my place to deny it, we all have our destinies and the sooner we decide to embrace them the better." 

Something had been playing on the smith's mind, who or what was this entertainer? The sight of the second creature had stirred old memories, stories of great warrior beasts from far away, it all made sense. The size, the lack of etiquette, the appetite, even the growling which he had overlooked explained it all, now the creature voiceing support for Ganon? That was all the proof and convincing he needed. Angus raised his head and shot one last look at Maryev and coldly delivered his advice. "Ganondorf doesn't care for loyalty, Darknut, go with him and you'll be just another one of his pawns, his minions. I can't force you into anything but if you insist on siding against us I suggest you leave now." With that he lowered his head and waited for the others to speak.