Unfortunately, he couldn't make any sense of the mural whatsoever, leaving him to speculate and wait for them to come and greet him in the future. On top of this, the people on the mural aside from him were somewhat blurry, making it hard to tell if he had already met them or not. The dragon however, seemed eerily familiar, making him think he might have heard of it before somewhere or maybe even seen a picture. The fact that it was next to his guild's emblem made him a bit worried, finding the positioning a bit foreboding to say the least.
Still, it didn't help to speculate on this now any more than it did when he first saw the mural. He would have no way of knowing what it all meant until it came, and that wasn't happening today in any event. For now, he had to focus on getting stronger, so that he could protect whatever it was that he came to care about. He couldn't do anything when his tribe fell, after all, he was only eight. But he wasn't a child anymore; this time, he wasn't going to lose anyone he loved. The trouble was figuring out who exactly that was, as his previous lifestyle didn't leave a lot of room for those kind of feelings.