Edgar had been leaning against the wall, in silence. His head was hung down, and it looked like he was either listening very, very carefully...Or sleeping. He made an imposing site: He was tall, and he was not wearing a shirt, revealing his powerful frame. His body was covered in lean, toned muscle, engineered specifically for beating things up. He opened his eyes, leveling his gaze at the other adventurers he'd be working with. A nun and an absolutely gorgeous archer were there with him.

[color=7ea7d8]"Are they eating people?"[/color] He said. He wanted to make sure he understood the situation. He looked at the blue haired girl. As far as he could tell, she hadn't even looked at the King the whole time he was talking. He was a bit suspicious as to whether she was an adventurer, or some random lady who had just wandered in. On the other hand, he was in no position to talk. He didn't even know where Gilmore was.