[center][h1][color=lightblue]Galahad Caradoc[/color][/h1]
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[color=lightblue]"Ah yes, the fate of the world as we know it hangs in the balance but we wouldn't want things to be [i]unfair[/i] now would we? Etro knows that would be entirely too [i]unreasonable[/i]."[/color] Galahad grumbled under his breath, even as he offered the Grovemasters a short, graceful nod of his head. 

Their tone was grating, the poorly hidden disdain for the Kirins. Was their mission so far fetched? Though Galahad doubted any of the other groups had found the connection between Valheim and the Blight like they did, it wasn't as though they were the only group that had set out from Balmung to put a stop to the Blight. One might've recognized the importance of their mission. Galahad might've been more open with his disdain for the situation but caught himself. Perhaps he'd been spending too much time around Eliane.

[color=lightblue]"We appreciate your generosity,"[/color] Galahad managed cordially, though his sarcasm was difficult to keep fully hidden. [color=lightblue]"And we would be honored for the opportunity to undertake these trials to prove the worth of our intents."[/color] 

The Trial of Tides it was then. Yet another complication in their journeys. Galahad could only hope that securing the remaining crystals wouldn't come with the same issues, though knowing their luck, fates would probably find a way to shit on them again. More than the trials though, Galahad was practically seething at the fact that they'd lost Neve, so soon after her return- even after he and the others had practically swore to her that they'd make sure the Grovemasters would not have their way. 

Galahad placed a hand on Neve's shoulder. He glanced at her and tried to say something- anything encouraging, but found himself without words. [color=lightblue]"I'm sorry."[/color] Galahad murmured quietly, he couldn't look her in the eyes. Perhaps after all of this, when they were successful, he'd be able to return and apologize properly. If they were successful. For now, they had a trial to face. 

[color=lightblue]"You're only going to join us part of the way? How unfortunate, we surely could use your guidance."[/color] Galahad addressed Master Isolde in a rather clipped tone. [color=lightblue]"Perhaps you can recommend the services of a [i]less[/i] talented, dedicated healer as we go."[/color] Galahad added, as he turned on his heel, ready to be rid of this place. [color=lightblue]"We've just lost ours, and perhaps this may come as a surprise to you- but in our line of work, white magic comes in handy."[/color]