King Arthur I's Den

As you walk aimlessly through uncharted territory, you suddenly feel eyes on you. Before you could react, a lioness adorned with a bone chest wrap and scars prowls towards you. She gruffly tells you to follow her, keeping a cautious eye on you. You are escorted to a large crystalline cave of some sorts in which you can hear the muttering of a feline inside. As you pad through the entrance, You gaze upon an unending assortment of parchment which filled almost every crevice of the large cave, and even what look like physical evidence of discoveries. Your eyes linger on the rich gallery of Knowledge before locking onto a rather peculiar sight. You spot a Primal Lion who is meticulously dictating words for an unlucky Vervet monkey to write down, the poor critter barely keeping up with the fast paced male. The Lioness cleared her throat a few times before the male begrudgingly looked up to meet your gaze. He gave a wide smile, padding closer to you. "Ah ! Visitors. Bathilde you should have said so." The Lion said in a charming tone. The Lioness who you now knew as Bathilde rolled her eyes. "Forgive her manners. You see, she's our beloved Knight and simply doing her job. Thankfully, it wasn't Bellinor who found you. Why, he's not very lenient. I don't know where I went wrong." The Tom chattered absentmindedly. "Where are my manners- I am King Arthur, Welcome ! Look at my works and marvel at the Unending Philosophy of The World !" He said with a grin.