Konrad has been spacing out for the last minutes his mind busy with thoughts of the upcoming war and all that will entail, he has only read about wars and the very idea that he will be involved in one has him sick with worry and doubts. Mostly Self-doubt, he is worried if his help will be enough to keep this group alive to help the Champion, and he honestly is worried about the champions skills and if he's able to go do what Tiki needs of him, but only time will tell if his worries are for naught. He sighed again. But his thoughts were interrupted honestly for the best, by the voices of two people, Konrad looked towards and he sees two people from the earlier incident. Marianne who honestly unnerves him with her macabre topics, and the other was the bearded sword wielder, he didn't get to talk to him yet but if Konrad thinks back to the incident he and Niya were exchanging dialogue and glances. He listened to the tail end of their in which he caught the name of the Sword user, Jerod, and he has a noticeable accent. Konrad wondered if he should walk up to them in introduced himself to Jerod. But he shrugs his shoulders and decided it's best to talk them and form allegiances within this group.
Konrad walked to the pair and politely waved at the pair, "Hey Marianne, and guy I seen earlier." Konrad tried to politely insert himself to the conversation which honestly seemed more awkward and maybe intrusive. But he didn't heed it and just kept talking, "I hope your both doing well, I just wanted to make sure everybody is okay since that last fight."
Melody after saying goodbye to Pearly at the Stable has decided to look around the castle, might as well look around and see all the stuff and here, she thought. Melody has heard some knights and shiny armor speak of the rise of the new Shepherds, Melody simply grinned, she part of a newly resurrected order, if the tiny Champion is the same champion their talking about. Melody has went to one of the rooms of the castle and she seen the healer with the Stiff upper lip from earlier talking to one of the riders during the 'fight' if you want to call it that. Melody walked up to with no care for subtlety, " I'm Melody, a Wyvern Rider, and member of these 'shepherds' and I will tell you now that I belong to the front so you should have me there." Melody bluntly spoke with a hint of pride ringing though her voice.