"Yes. That is accurate, but if you must think of it, isn't all of our names made up." Nyx countered. Though Nyx thought on the fact of the place being named after this man. It meant one of two things. Either this man who the town was named after was completely egotistical or he was a great man. Or both. Guess there was a third option.
No rulers? Who made the decisions on policy and laws? Having no governing factions made it incredibly difficult to continue as a society. At least Nyx thought. How did you punish a man for murder with out a law for it?
Stuck? Jailed? Imprisoned? These thoughts rapid fired through Nyx's mind as he took the information in. Was this is specific Destiny? From the God's or Kings of Old? Was it reason for him to be here? There had to be reason, or none. There was no conflict. Was this his chance for peace? So many questions that'd likely go unanswered. I apologize my King. This journey is now mine. Good luck. Nyx said his silent prayer to his king and smiled to the woman.
"Then it shall be." Nyx bowed his head politely. "I'm Nyx Ulric." He then offered his hand to the woman.