Jaune and Pyrrha ran into the looming castle where they could faintly hear feminine voices coming from... somewhere. Dammit, why did the acoustics have to be so good in here? They continued forward since the doors along the hall were still closed. With the almost constant cloud cover over Castle Barbus, if not Patch as a whole if the weather turned right, it was quite a bit gloomier inside than was probably intended when it was first made. The Arc kept Crocea Mors at the ready, sheathed sword in hand and ready to be drawn if the group wasn't friendly. Pyrrha had kept Milo in hand throughout the walk, so it wasn't that hard to shift to a defensive running gesture.

After a couple minutes, the two found that the last door down the hallway was open. Large double doors that led into the throne room. "-you can't just sit on the throne, who knows what traps might be on it!"

"But Yaaaaang, this place is super old and anything that might have been set up to kill anyone probably rusted into uselessness years ago!" ...team RWBY was here? What?

...Blake. Stray Cat's power was probably what let them in.

Putting his weapon back on his hip, Jaune and Pyrrha took a more leisurely walk towards the group of girls. Three were facing away from them, and only turned after Ruby started waving and shouting greetings to them. They waved and greeted in return. The six converged near the middle of the throne room. "So, when'd you two get to Patch?"

"Few days ago. I brought Pyrrha here to show her my home and some of the sights on Isle Barbus. We-"

"Oh MY GOD YOU'RE FROM THAT ARC FAMILY?!" WBY looked at Ruby confusedly for a second before what she was saying in horror hit Yang. The boxer looked to Jaune similarly, though a good deal toned down and tinged with curiosity. Blake and Weiss were very confused at what was going on.

Before any of them asked anything, Jaune took a moment to look over them. They'd changed into the outfits from that one time they'd gone out on the town, though Weiss and Yang had prosthetic arms on their left and right sides respectively, though he wasn't sure how much shorter or longer Weiss's was under the sleeves. While he couldn't guess the materials, it was shiny and not just from the off-silver and canary yellow paint jobs. Weiss had apparently upgraded Myrtenaster given it looked a bit slimmer and Yang was missing one of her Ember Celica while Blake was wearing all of her ribbons around her arm, small black ears wiggling curiously in the open. Ruby didn't look to have any changes besides a few inches in height, but that may have been the boots for all Jaune knew.

"Ruby, what're you talking about? I know you said that there was a family of stewards somewhere on this island, but you never said they were named Arc." Weiss looked to her partner for an explanation. The girl with red tipped hair shook her head a bit to get her composure back.

"Because no one was sure if the Arcs in the legend were still alive and connected to the family of heroes that recently disappeared into obscurity!"

"Yeah, I definitely wouldn't have thought you were part of THAT Arc family, Vomit Boy."

"Urgh, dammit, I thought you'd forgotten that!"

"This is nice and all, but we came here for something. Jaune, since you're apparently connected to this place, would you know anything about it?" Looking to the cat Faunus, he glanced up at her ears for a moment before resuming his normal stance after the faux-depression of his dumb nickname from the start of Beacon.

"Actually Blake, I know as much about the inside of Castle Barbus as the rest of you. Before today, no one has been able to get in. Any secret passages that go in and out were either sealed or lost in the succession battles, and no stories from that time made mention of them at all. Though, if you want to know the actual history of Isle Barbus, I'd be happy to tell you all. I just got done telling Pyrrha the cliff notes version of how Barbus fell before we saw the doors were open." The redhead processed that for a second before turning to her boyfriend. Cliff notes?! That had taken up most of the walk there! How could... wait, yeah, just how Barbus fell. Nothing about how he started or ran his giant kingdom or anything. Pyrrha calmed down at that. Still... cliff notes?

Ruby, now a good deal calmer, and Yang looked to each other. They both knew most of the legends surrounding Barbus the Invincible, so maybe a perspective not from their teacher would be entertaining at least? The sisters agreed after a few moments, followed by Weiss and Blake immediately after. If the natives wanted to learn, they had no reason to deny it right now. ...well, maybe one.

"Could we find somewhere less dusty first? I'd rather not start hacking in the middle of a good story." Weiss brought up a good point to Blake. Ruining a story, whether it was being read or listened to, because one started coughing was not in good taste.

"Alright. Let's go... that a way!" And so the blonde boxer lead them to a random hallway that had more light than other doorways, so it was likely destroyed. As they crossed the threshold, Jaune started regaling them with a tale passed down the Arc family of something Barbus had down. Given how the school had focused on his conquests, Yang figured that listening to her fellow blond wouldn't hurt any.

She was wrong. It hurt a lot.

"And then Barbus looked to the butler and said 'On second thought, I'll have the cabbage.'"

Yang was laughing uproariously, leaning on a wall and holding her stomach while Ruby was squeaking her laughter on the floor, Weiss next to the scythe swinger and failing to contain her own guffaws. Blake was managing better, but it would just be a matter of time before she was leaning on the wall behind her and went from chortling madly to full belly laughs again. Pyrrha was still trying to regain her breath from the last story, so the giggle fits she went into while Jaune was telling this one almost knocked the poor girl out from hyperventilating.

The storyteller himself was seated against a wall, grinning but not doing much else beyond holding his girlfriend. Some of these stories were written down for Arcs through the ages to enjoy, others were passed down through word of mouth only. So sharing them with outsiders, while only mildly looked down on, was fun. He'd need to do this again. How would Ren react, he wondered?