The man didn't know which rune Frey had? That was a little surprising, though perhaps the story of the Falenan civil war was not well known in the northern lands. Well, that was probably for the best--it didn't exactly show his people at their best, though those who had fought with him had been brave and true beyond his every hope.

Looking around warily at all the staff members in the cafeteria, Frey leaned forward and shielded his hand from the view of most of them. For a brief moment he woke the Dawn Rune, its cool blue glow lighting his face and that of the man who sat opposite him. Letting the light die again, Frey sat back and said sadly, "Last I knew, the Twilight was with... someone very close to me. But she died, and then I ended up here, so I don't know what became of it after that."