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[Cassandra]

She lays down next to Barth.

[Spinal_Taper]

"...But I wanted something to break...ah, well, they'll do for movements and strikes, I suppose."

She heads outside.

"Now, come on... Let's see how much of a sword this thing really is...."

A voice comes from the drones as they follow her outside.
"If you want to break something, break a tree."

"Hmm. Actually, I've got something you might wanna try."

Kwykathen's ears perk up.

"I'm listening..."

She smiles.
"So, it's called shish-kabob. I learned it from one of the people I was protecting. So, what you do, is take these chunks of meat and a bunch of other things that complement the taste. You put those on a little stake thing, then season them. Cook that, and you just eat it off the stake.

Allie comes jumping down the stairs. ((I think that's where I left her.))
"So what was that noise I hear- Hello, elf!"

Nenikki stops hitting trees with branches to notice Sona.
"Are you the person Tyreon had coming over?"

"Yeah. My name's Sona. What would you like?"

[Caellath]

She lays down next to Barth.

"Also, Ke." Barth blushes a bit and scratches the back of his head, trying his best to disguise his embarassment and failing terribly as he lays down to sleep. "I like you, Ke - please remember that."

((Leaving for sleep.))

[Slayerhero90]

"I want to join the seekers!"

[Twi]

"Agreed."

Maria finds a suitable tree, gets in a ready stance, plants her feet firmly, and...
"Timber!"

Chops it clean in half. Barely avoids the falling trunk, too.

"Been so long since I used a sword, but I guess some things you just don't forget, huh?"

[Slayerhero90]

"So why's Kwy... kathen? looking beat up?"

[Twi]

"She got rather...violent. And that elf actually managed to knock her out. Instant respect, apparently."

Maria comes back inside, sheathing her sword, and smiles when she sees Nenikki.

"Hello again, Nenikki."

[Vorthon]

"Hmmm..."

She yawns loudly, bringing her hand up to her mouth.

"Gonna have to take you up on that offer some other time. That fight really took a lot out of me..."

She finds a place to lay down, and dozes off, snoring.

((G'night. Sorta.))

[Slayerhero90]

click.

"Do you have a sword now?"

[Twi]

"Oh yes. When I first got it, it tried to kill me. Or at least the thing that currently serves as its sheathe did. It was...weird. It's...still weird. But a knight needs a blade, right? I think I'll call it Arandal."

[Spinal_Taper]

"Hmmm..."

She yawns loudly, bringing her hand up to her mouth.

"Gonna have to take you up on that offer some other time. That fight really took a lot out of me..."

She finds a place to lay down, and dozes off, snoring.

((G'night. Sorta.))

"Okay. See you in the morning!"
She smiles.

"I want to join the seekers!"

Sona thinks for a moment.
"I'll have to ask you some questions."
She heads in, up to the top floor and drags down some meat. Dropping it outside, she heads to the forest and rolls one of the half-trees to just in front of the hive. She draws her spellblade and begins chopping the trunk into logs.
"So, the first, and easily the most important question, is how long you've been here."

"She got rather...violent. And that elf actually managed to knock her out. Instant respect, apparently."

Maria comes back inside, sheathing her sword, and smiles when she sees Nenikki.

"Hello again, Nenikki."

Tyrion watches Maria come inside from his usual post on the wall.
"That was actually pretty impressive. Especially for someone who doesn't look too strong."
The drones reattach themselves to his back.

[Twi]

Maria smirks at Tyrion. "Looks can be deceiving. Weren't you around to see that hole in me, though? I thought you knew what I was already."

[Slayerhero90]

"Two and one half years. That is how long it has been since Dad resurrected me."

[Twi]

Maria raises an eyebrow.

"What exactly are these 'Seekers', anyways?"

[Spinal_Taper]

Maria raises an eyebrow.

"What exactly are these 'Seekers', anyways?"

"Well, I'll have to explain a lot. You, and most of the others, are Visitors. We Seekers take you up as Clients, Principals, or any other of many names. We've been here a while, and know the ropes. In addition, none of us are able to return to our home worlds. That's a big part of it. We've got nothing better to do, so we help you out until you can get ported back, die, go insane or get stuck here as well."

"Two and one half years. That is how long it has been since Dad resurrected me."

Sona blinks a few times.
"Yeah, so that's the first criteria. Second, why do you want to be a seeker?"
She begins arranging the logs into a rudimentary cooking fire and stand, but frowns when she realizes she has no pot.
"Hey! Anyone have a pot?"