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[Blade Master Model 42]

Sheldon grinned. "I'm not letting you forget that one, Leona! Sadly, we've duties to attend to first." Sheldon celebrated internally.

[CrimsonEon]

Alyssa's ear perked as her eyes flitted from Efa to Candy to her book.
: "Whoa! Hey, now. That's a serious accusation, miss! Stick around for a minute and I think you'll find it's just Sheldon that's the pervert here." She held out her arm, closing one eye and looking on like a painter for just a moment, and then back to her book, "Little shade here aaaand done. Okay, you're good." She closed the book with a loud clap.

[Xanmyral]

Fezzina sighed at the banter flying around her. She's gotten used to it by now, but with the two newcomers she become more aware of it than usual.
Best hardline this conversation this back into the mission. "Griff, what do you see up there?"

[Sirus]

: "N-nuthin yet. Sure can smell somethin' though. Like dead bodies, and some sorta shufflin' sound."

[SeriousConcentrate]

"It's probably more undead."

Leona sighed and reached to take Fezzina's hand. She always felt a little better when she was in contact with her twin sister.

[Xanmyral]

Fezzina could quite attest to the smell, but the shuffling was new. And worrying.

"That sounds foreboding..."

Fezzina nodded with her sister's assessment, it is probably more undead. Or potentially something equally as dreadful, but she wasn't going to voice that. She caught her hand moving almost of its own accord, taking Leona's hand in her own. She felt calmer with the contact almost instantly.

"Whatever is in our path, we will triumph and move forward." She was and sounded confident. They've toughed trials before, this will be no different!

"Be careful Griff." It wasn't with with worry, but rather a clear assurance of faith in the nomad.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"We always do. That's why the call us the Legendary Warriors, after all."

Leona smiled, trying to reassure her friends, and squeezed Fezzina's hand lightly. She was grateful to have her sister still standing by her.

[Sirus]

: "No worries there! Baroo and I can handle whatever it is, and iffen it turns out we can't then Sheldon can fer sure.".

[freeformschooler]

: "Legendary Heroes? Really, you guys? You're not joking?"

Candy was pretty sure Leona was talking sarcastic, but then again, grandeur WAS a common dream among adventurers and mercenaries.

: "I wonder if we will ever be called Legendary Heroes... what an honor that would be!"

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Indeed! The title is lofty, but I suppose we've earned it. We've braved the reefs of Blue Fairy Island, cleared the Scrollpost Mountains of dreaded bugbears, scaled Theamah Mountain and cleansed the Ghosthorse Ruins at the top. We've ended the reign of pirates on Flamewash Sea and overthrew the evil king of Cresthand Fortress."

Leona smiled at Candy.

"And now we are assaulting the mysterious Sky Castle."

[CrimsonEon]

Alyssa chuckled while listening the Belmonte sisters.
: "Now that's the spirit we've all come to know and love." She nodded in agreement as Leona finished her recap, turning over to Candy, "And every bit of it true. Don't you forget it!"

[Furtuka]

"That's right!"

[Sirus]

Griff smiled at the priestess' summation and the confidence of the rest of the team.

: "None of it were easy, that's fer sure. But everyone worked together and things have gone pretty well so far. Betcha if you two stick around we'll figger out the mystery of this place nice and quick. Whaddya say?"

[CrimsonEon]

Alyssa hid a giggle at Griff's words.
: "Ahh mysteries upon mysteries. Always a wonderful ring to the word. All the more inspiration for art of the ages. Speaking of, time to go to work." Alyssa once again ruffled the bag at her side, pulling out a harp. She tugged at the strings a little, but the notes they produced were terribly off-key, "Grh. Come on. Blasted thing survives bugbears and flaming waters but can't last a second in a bag..."

Alyssa to 7,21.

[scapheap]

The shaman looked at the newcomers.
:"How odd. A dancer touched by the fae, but no longer. I am Sakura Lonia, Mr Candy and Miss Efa."