Hoshor Plains inside your mind

A white elk. Beau had never heard of such a thing, but that only gave him reason to be curious.

Guess he looks more like his mom then, yeah? He smiled, though if he had known Ludovic was adopted he probably wouldn't have said it at all. It was only meant to be casual conversation. You can call me Beau, good to meet you, Valiant and Ludovic.

Clicking his tongue, he felt eager to get started. I haven't seen no white elk, so I'll let you two lead the way.