[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

Barnabas slowly nodded at... all the words. A lot of words. Frankly, he needed to digest it a bit.

So, prince thing. I mean, okay, sure. Prince seemed like it was important. Prince probably was powerful, and good leader, so banding together under one band was the best way to survive whilst fleeing the Revotrian front, best way to survive was a group.

Okay, yeah, disguise, fair enough...

He squinted a little. The er... That Cloistered thing. That seemed bad. Like...

In fact, he mulled that over for most of the other revelations. He didn't really care too much about what being the daughter of the leader of Achaim meant, or them being like, official people or guards or something. His ears perked slightly at the Laguz Kingdom thing, but he shelved that away, and the sword thing was like... I mean, it looked like a cool sword? As far as swords went.

In fact, after Baylee's praying, and Saya's comment. He just nodded, reached over and touched it, a little dismissive about how holy it may be, but curious about a weapon of the gods, running a clawish finger gently along the flat of it.



"...The sword of Sundoru then? A tool to help humans defend themselves? Curious."

He stepped back, and shuffled over to Philomel, or Lysistrate as it is.



"Sorry Phil- Or I suppose Lysistrate? I would like to know more about, your upbringing before I fully formed an opinion and understanding on it, for it sounds...Strange to me." He said, pretty clearly thinking a lot more iin a different direction to strange, and maybe a little pissed. Frankly, he cared more about this little thing than the holy sword and other revelations right now.