Althior gets up from the table, as does Finnegan. Once Finnegan stands up, McCaffery starts squawking like a maniac, pecking at his face.
"GET IT OFFFFFF!!!!!!"
"Really?" Althior says as he pulls his shovel out of Finnegan's pack. He takes a half swing at McCaffery. She begins squawking again as she lands by Artamor. Althior would have nightmares about that chicken, but they wouldn't be as bad as Finnegan's.
*shudder*
As Althior walks over to where Skrall and his former quest-mates are sitting, he thinks to how he knew Artamor, and a hatted figure shooting at him. He can't explain what these thoughts are, but he knows something is wrong, and he needs to stop it before his entire memory left him. He thinks of one name that he certainly remembers.
Abraxas. He knew he was responsible. Why did Abraxas care about him so much? Only time would tell. He sat down by Skrall and Dyric without saying a word.