Beep. Beep. Beep. The sounds weren't right, but they were constant and somehow that was comforting despite knowing somewhere deep down the sounds meant trouble. Tiberius drifted in and out of consciousness. The air smelled like new plastic and bleach. It was so unbearably sterile but it didn't matter as sleep took over again and again. A womans voice whispered something to him, a man's, so official sounding each time. It felt like forever and suddenly light pierced his sensitive eyes. He creaked then open just to groan. His whole body ached. He felt a pinch and flexed his hand. A needle. It felt cold and strange in his skin. Were needles suppose to feel cold? He wondered if that was a side effect of trying to wake up from what seemed like an endless quiet stream. Slip back into it his body called, but his will struggled to come out of the fog. Yes...there was an accident he vaguely recalled.

Tiberius was biking along the summer streets. The air billowed around him comfortably. The heat was oppressive when he needed to stop for lights and pedestrians. The drive to get home was strong. Home meant air conditioning and ice cold sweet tea. His Grandma got a small system put in a few years ago when she nearly had a stroke. His father had initially been grumpy about it but Gran really wore the pants in their small family. A van sped out into an intersection and hit a taxi. The taxi skid and hit a volvo, and the volvo hit him. He tried to skid out of the way but ended up coming head on into a toyota and then BAM! He was flying in the air and then hitting solid ground. It shook him to the core and he felt nothing, then horrible pain. He heard people yelling, something about the stop sign and how the van should have stopped. That's when they noticed the crumpled bicycle. Something about he should be dead and paramedics. It blurred. Damn, he thought just before the anthesia put him out, it sure was hot.

Gentle air lapped around him feeling cold and almost wet. Tiberius sighed softly letting his body rock gently back and forth as If he had no weight. Silk brushed his side. He tilted his head to look and saw a gathering of serpentine creatures circling. It was so strange against the sheets of the hospital bed and the blank tile of the walls. If he was in bed how was he floating? Suddenly the air was sucked out of the room in a violent vacuuming motion and Tiberius felt coldness swirl around him and his lungs filled up with water. Gentleness turned to turbulence as an entire ocean swallowed him up from underneath and he was falling further and further, the colors getting darker. Slippery serpents whirled around him in a frenzy. Finally his limbs unlocked and he began to thrash, the serpents locked in on him and squeezed. Their tiny gills brushed back and forth across sensitive skin as they breathed. I'm drowning!
He heard (how was that possible?) the sound of waves splashing and the fizzing of millions of bubbles as something large hit the water. The bubbles tickled his skin and then he felt a hand grab him and yank him upwards. It seemed like time stopped. He wanted to open his eyes but couldn't. Sometime...weeks?Days?Years? he was pulled from the serpents and the cold water onto a warm surface. He still couldn't breath.
"Is he dead?" A panicked man spoke. Tiberius wanted to answer no but couldn't. "Oh fuck he better not be!" A woman. Something hard hit his chest, and again..and again. Sensation came to his limbs, gagging and painful. Smooth lips touched his mouth.
Tiberius hacked and purplish water spilled up from his mouth and splashed around him. He sucked in a long gasp of air, eyes coming open. The light burned, blocking out the two above him.
"He'll live...I hope." She said. Her name was Yona. She was a native of a floating village not too far off. They had gills and beautiful iradescant skin that reflected the light like so many small crystals. Her hair was long, blue and tied up into a whispy bun. Long hair adorned with bone carved beads framed her face and breasts. It looked like she wore a bikini from Hawaii, all floral and bright tropic colors. The man next to her was equally odd, Che was his name, he had a long tail that resembled the furry scaled beasts of chinese legend. Scales were promenant like tattoos across his skin. His eyes were bright yellow with pink scelra. His hair was a bleached out white. They stared at the naked man they pulled out from the waters. He was too pale and faded red marks were showing up in lines on his face and arms where the fishy serpents had curled around him. "Lets go throw him in the purification pools." Che said. "Good idea.Beat! Let's roll!" Yuna yelled. Their "ship" rumbled and began to breath. When it came out of the water, you could see it was a large goldfish. Water cascaded off it's sides and it shook some of the serpents off it's tail fins. The two headed the fish off towards the watery encampment of Spira.

Leviathan. Those are the warships that are controlled by the people from Spira. Thane, being the mercenary that he was, gladly accepted one as payment during a job he would rather forget. Still it placed him and his crew between the walls of the huge serpent of a ship. The cool metal exterior looked as ferocious as a water dragon, the stuff myths where made of, it even moved like one, the metal shifting and expanding to move through the water at incredible speeds. It was this knowledge that made Thane a little uneasy when his crew spotted another vessels from Spira.
Unlike Leviathan, this one was an actual vessel, a live creature made for transport. Through the eyes of his Leviathan Thane looked at the fish speed off.
"The kid just had to drop off the coast didn't he?" Thane murmured softly to himself. From his right he could hear rink chuckling. "I'm glad you find this so entertaining Rink. Did you see them load the boy in?"
"Affirmative. They've got him alright."
"Lovely." Thane moved closer to the windows and let his head fall on the cool glass, pressing it hard on his forehead before he said anything. Obviously they were to go after them. Money and their reputation depends on it. The only decision to be made was whether to open fire on the transport ship or not and this was going to give him a headache. His temples started to twitch slightly.
"Sir..?"
"Follow them now. Rink get to your station. Just for a warning. We want on board got it? Not to sink the damned thing." He turned to her as she was heading out of the command room.
"You got it. Just enough to scare their gills straight."
"...Rink..." She stopped in her tracks and turned to him smiling.
"What? i heard you!" with that she was gone to tend to the canons and god know what else was up there. Thane rather not to think about it. Force wasn't his thing, trickery and the like on the other hand...

One of the great things about riding in a mechanical monster was the speed. There was no reason why they shouldn't catch up with the other ship in no time. However it was a huge ship and did need to move around rocks and coral instead of through it. It wasnt long before the ship was within eyesight. Thane took a deep breath and clicked on the intercom.
"Rink. Get ready. Brent, hail them. if they don't stop we're going to have to give them a light show."
"You got it boss" the gruff voice of brent come over the intercom. "L-324 requesting to come on board from orders of the circle. I repeat, L-342 requesting to come on board from orders of the circle."

Che and Yona both stared at the small box that hailed them. They should have brought Rex with them to handle the technology. They were peaceful members of their race and made deliveries, not war. "Circle..." Che said, his worry evident. Yona looked back at the boy. "I think maybe we picked up something big. We really need to get him to the purification pool and have Rex look at him. Who knows what sort of contaminate he is." "Or maybe he's been sent to us from the holy ones." Che said, always imputing religion into many of his everyday experiences. "Oh please, lets not get ahead of ourselves. The matron Oracle will see to his level of purity and see if he is indeed one sent to us.But we need to deal with these circle envoys currently." She pressed a button on the com. "State your business. Spira transport vessels are protected under the peace treaty 721, your ship is not a peaceful class vessel."

"We aren't looking to pick a fight, you've picked up someone that is wanted by Circle. May we have permission to board and pick him up, we have a warrant in our possession." Brent was tired of sounding proper already, but the situation needed to be handled delicately. Who knows how long it would be if they let the boy go to Spira. After they do their magic judu on him they might not get him back. it was an annoying situation. "for your comfort we can send three of our crew including captain on board. Your cooperation is essential."
Of course by the tone in Brent's voice they should understand essential translated to mandatory. Thane found himself grinning at Brent's patience running out. He could only imagine that Rink's finger is lightly brushing the trigger to their guns, having them aimed just close enough to make a threat. Yup, this should go swimmingly.

"They're making threats." Yona said, eyebrows knitting together tightly. Che's finger hovered above the button waiting for Yona's orders. "They wouldn't dare shoot a transport vessel would they?" He asked. She gritted her teeth weighing the options. "It would be unwise to shoot us, yeah. War would erupt again. Nobody wants that from either side. " They weren't far from home. She slipped a paper message on a gull's foot and released it from it's cage. "They shoot and you fly like the wind to home, got it?" She pressed Che's finger down. "All unpeaceful vessels must dock at the encampment to get an audience with the Matron. Transport vessel's are not authorized to stop for your class vessel. Send the warrent to the main Spira computer to authorize docking for your class vessel in our shipyards."

A sigh of frustration mixed with a growl came over the intercom. "They are giving us the damned run around Thane. Can we just blow them out of the water?"
"Rink, think with your brain instead of your trigger finger for once? Shoot them and our money goes with them, we need the kid alive. Miss them and they go running between the rocks to Spira. No. Brent, send the warrant over to their unit. Lets set up camp at their docks." Thane slid behind the control panel and pressed the blue button linking their ship with the others. "This is Thane Giz, Captain of the L-342 Leviathan. We are compliant to your demands but request that you meet us and take us to the Matron. I understand you must head to the pools but I hope you can cooperate. That is all." With that he released the button and nodded at his crew and they headed toward the docks. The landing point of Tiberius wasn't that far off from Spira, which made heading to the docks that much simplier.

"I don't want to overwhelm them. Rink? Brent? Follow me. The rest of you just stay on board if anything happens contact Circle. They might grow a little impatient while we are there." After a quick spin on his heels he was out the door of the command center and walking down the hall to the lift. Keeping this encounter as simple as possible would be their best bet. If the Circle were to get impatient and send someone after them it would be a huge mess that would no doubt end in blood and tears. Thane was lost in future plans when the doors to the elevator flung open showing a very tall statue of what could only be a man in full armor of dull gray metal and a shorter light pink haired dark skinned woman holding onto the largest hand cannon Thane had ever seen.

"No Rink, no. They might be scared of Brent here as it is but he need all this to survive." Thane made motion to his huge companion which made a loud booming laugh come from below Brents suit. "He doesn't even seem like he has a face!"
"Argh! Fine! I'll leave Verna here." Rink sucked her teeth and propped the cannon against the wall outside of the elevator. Thane stared at it and walked into the elevator between the odd team.
"You named your cannon Verna?" Brent asked through the low humming of the mechanics keeping him alive.
"I had to! She's been with me the longest." She beamed at no one in particular and Thane shook his head.
"No one do anything to scare them. Please."

Yona stared at Che and let out a relieved sigh. "They're complying. You think the Matron will see them today?" Che shrugged. "I'm not her keeper." "But your one of the spirtual tenders!" She huffed. "Yeaaaahh and I just came with you to Hellio Island." He countered. "Grooannn..." Che looked over his shoulder at their newest passenger. "Do you think it spoke?" Yona shook her head. "That sounded like a moan to me. I wonder if it's in pain. It looks kind of like it's dying." Che gave her a stern look. "Words hold power, do not say such things." He pressed the com button. "Agreed. Yona will meet you at the shipyards and I will arrange a meeting with the Matron. " He handed pulled a chip out of his pocket and slipped it into Yona's neck keycard. "That will clear you to get the ship's dock number from the main room."



Spira aproached. It was a large city that floated on the waters. The currents kept it in a general area of the ocean. The zoning was tropical and many exotic trees were grown in the eco farm district that produced nutrient rich fruit. The center was a large religious temple with the pools directly in the center. Shared houses surrounded that and the outer regions separated into the shipyards,the farming sect, the military sect. Everything was built out of the salvaged waste of the many island cultures and dead sun bleached wood from mangrove like trees. Hemp was weaved onto net bridges and rope ladders and hammocks for outside sleeping. The culture was one of sharing and cooperation, all major conflicts were handled by the Matron and her preistly associates, which could be men and woman. Yona and Che's species were the most prominant but they took in outsiders and interbreeding was common producing some interesting mutations. Once adopted into Spira it is not encouraged to leave and most who do will have to endure a period of hardship to be accepted back in. Most races had gills or evolved to have gills for saltwater breathing specifically. Despite their lax culture they were highly organized and the military was swift and deadly, employing some of the most vicious of the races for extra brawn. Their spiritual practices were heavily guarded and other cultures viewed them with fear. Few have come back to tell stories of strange godlike creatures and serpents with amazing abilities. Strange things could happen here.
Yona docked Beat and and slid down his side to the wood and iron decks. The warm rusted metal felt comfortable under her feet. "Throw it down!" Che grabbed Tiberius and slid him down carefully. He fell like deadweight and Yona caught him easily. Next to him she was a tall and solid build yet still feminine and graceful. She had to be six foot seven easily. Che slid down after them and gave Beat over to a handler to get the fish fed and watered down. Che was only six foot tall. He pulled Tiberius into his arms with a gentleness that was paternal. "Go to the main temple to get the cordinates and I'll message you later with a gully." Yona pouted, flicked a boned piece of hair over her shoulder. "You better be quick. Who knows what comes out of that Leviathon." Che gave her a curt nod and dashed off into the colorful streets much like the old decor of Chinatowns of earth. People parted ways for him eagerly. He was a high priest and was given a great amount of respect and admiration. Still curiousity was rampant with the package in his arms. Murmurs spread like wildfire through the wooden streets but Che wouldnt stop to talk. He could hear the distant buzzing of the Matron's call. Yona headed to the temple in the center of the city. This was where the main mega computer was housed. She flashed her keyguard and the doors parted. "I need the cordinates for the a recent dock." She was given a new card to slip into the keyguard. It was the shipyard closest to the military sect. The visitors were on high alert watch but it was to be kept confidential unless problems arose. No need to alarm them.




Yona took the elevator down to the welcome room of dock number 78 to wait It was designed for ships like Leviathons so it docked under the main decks. She would be able to see them coming through the thick glass. A small school of fish floated by peacefully ignorant to the commotion of this days happenings.

The sudden change in the air make Rinks ears pop slightly. She unhinged her jaw and tried to fix the uncomfortable feeling quickly. The large metal hatch closed behind them as they walked down the tunnel bringing them to an area that looked as if it was right below the docks. The trio stopped waiting for the last of the sliding doors to open. They did so with a jolt and standing a few paces behind was a lone female, though very tall. Rink eyed the woman once over and gave a toothy grin.
"You would think there would be more of a welcoming committee eh?" she kept her eyes on the woman and let her captain speak for them. the meantime she was busy gathering everything she needed to know about where they were. It seemed it was a few paces and an elevator ride to the surface, it would put them close to shore but further down the docks. The most important thing she noticed right away. Tiberius wasn't with this woman.

"Hello, I am Thane Giz" The man doubled over slightly the bells and chains from his robes hitting against each other. As he arose he motioned toward the hunk of metal and pink haired girl behind him. "This would be Rink" She nodded at the woman "And Brent. Please don't be alarmed by his appearance, he is an Urabriis." He looked around and frowned slightly I assume the boy has been taken to the pools already?" He said with obvious disappointment in his voice. His brain was moving as quickly as his heart which was telling him that soon circle would probably send someone to be on their tail shortly. He had to be quick and smooth. "Is the Matron willing to see us today?"





"what do you MEAN the ship has docked in Spirus's coasts?" the shrill voice of the old woman can screeching out of her dry throat. It hadn't been more then three hours and already the mission seemed as if it was failing horribly. "This is what i get for sending out mercenaries rather then our Hymdalls."

"Jala, you know better then do be saying that. They are our private protectors. That would be a horrible move on our part to even show that they exist. "

"something has to be done! the circle cannot just sit here and wait idly while spira has the key to something that would help us! that isn't our mission. Tahir, come."

The fluttering of huge wings was heard right at the door way where a man standing no greater then 5'9 stood. A silver helm on his face with carved designs come out to the shape of a beak at the end covering right above his lips. His arms were covered by large robes of different shades of silver. He walked into the great hall without a sound and halted in the middle of the circle of shadowed faces and bowed his head.
"find the Leviathan. I want you to keep an eye on Thane. He has been known to cause issues for those who hire his services. Of course keep out of sight. Gods forbid if anyone found out you all were still here."

With a nod the man walked out the same way he came in and disappeared with a gust of wind.



"Christ! I came as soon as i heard! So we know whats going on?" The girl was catching her breath while she waited for any information on her friend. Clara was one of the only people, as far as she knew, that really hung out with Tiberius. She liked the kid, he was kind of soft spoken at times and wouldn't mind just sitting around in silence and taking in the moment if she needed that. Too bad he didn't have boobs or any other vital girl parts otherwise she would have been all over him.

"The just took him out of surgery, he seems to be in some sort of coma. Figures, he gotta go busting into shit. i told him to be careful with that damned bike" the man was going on and on but she got all she needed to hear.

"Can I see him?" she was fairly certain she just cut off Tiberius' dad, but what did she care. Hell she knew Tiberius wouldn't

"What? Yeah sure but he ain't movin"

"Yeah, sure." she ignored him and headed straight to the room. The site she came across took her back a second. there he was looking like he was sleeping, only without the harsh snoring and almost comical positions that came with it. Instead those were replaced by beeps and tubes keeping him alive. The room had a harsh smell to it. The smell of hospital. It was disgusting and laid at the back of her throat. "Well then. I'm going to sit here and tell you all about today. I know you miss Mr. Commerman's class. His take on physiology while talking about what he saw on the internet that night is always something silly to hear." She tossed herself in the nearest chair, hearing the air below the vinyl give and start to leak out. "oww" She jammed her hand into her pocket and pulled out a tiny shell and placed it on the dresser "I forgot, that's for you. The patterns kind of look like a chrysanthemum or rush Limbough's head. Either way i thought you'd get a kick out of it so hurry up and wake up kay?"

A salty breeze passed through the room when the trio entered. Yona looked down her nose at Rink sensing this little fireball was trouble. She smelled like metal and gunpowder. Thane was pleasant on the eyes. Luckily he said something about the Urabriis. She knew that she wouldn't be left alone to greet strangers and most likely their were watchers in the woodwork so to speak. She returned the greeting with a graceful sweep of her arm. She knew this was about the boy. Damn it. "Yes, it was advisable he be taken to cleansing soon. An entire colony of sea leeches were attached to him when we pulled him out." She raised an eyebrow, questioning their intentions silently. Her keyguard beeped twice. She pulled it out and glanced at it quickly. "The Matron will have an audience with you soon after the boy is taken out of the pools. Everyone will be at the temples celebrating right now." Up ahead their was the sounds of excited jittering and partying. Music was playing and it sounded as if a parade were happening. Religious ceremonies were joyous occasions and the people of the floating colony would be happy just to have a break from routine. Rumors were starting to float around about some sort of heavenly being, a prophet perhaps, or maybe a god. Yona looked mildly amused at the speculation. That creature looked far too puny to be anything of great importance. Che suddenly popped up in front of them in iridecesant robes of silver and pearl. His tail had been decorated with jewelry. He had to put on his uniform while on Spirus grounds. It was funny because on transport missions he hardly acted like a high priest at all. He whispered something in Yona's ear and she went pale. She turned to Thane. "We need you in the main temple NOW." She grabbed his arm, her touch feminine but strong. It wasn't a hostile grab just one of urgency. Che led the way, the crowd parting for him easily and the sounds dieing down to a hushed whisper as strangers moved amongst them. They stared at them with suspicious eyes and children clung to their guardians legs.



After moving through a sea of confetti and hushed disapproval they came to the entrance of the ceremonial temple reserved for summoning rituals performed by the Matron and a few priests. Yona paused them. "I'm sure the Urabriis knows but Rink and Thane you are meeting the highest ranking official on this side of the continent. There are kings who do not know her face. For the love of the Dragnis keep rude comments to yourself and just let your leader speak." She stepped out of the way, her face stern and motherly like she would bend them over and spank them if they spilled the milk. Che flicked his tail, a single bell ringing in the distance and two ornate gold doors opened. Inside was a large marbled room with a sheen blue cloth spread across it. On the other side was a silouette of a woman. The cloth sparkled with glittering lights like many tiny stars. "Enter." She said, her voice less imposing than one would think. It was warm and welcoming. "Sit and tell me what you know of the stranger from the sky." Che came behind them. "Your employers have vast knowledge." He said silently drawing a line for any answer that would feed them false information.

Yona let out a long sigh and sat on a bench in the surrounding gardens. "Gilleo I fear something large is afoot. I did so like the peace of the last years..." "What does it matter to you dear lady?" A male voice cooed. "You are not a soldier or fodder." A soldier stepped into the gardens. He was pale with pistachio tinted skin. When he smiled at her she saw his fangs and shuddered. "Still afraid of monsters in your closet?" He said, tilting her face up to meet his magenta eyes.

Once they reached the surface all of the rumors of Spiru went out of Rinks mind only to be replaced by questions. Where was all the smoke? The civil wars that were supposed to be splitting the kingdom into pieces, where was that? The children looked healthy, clinging to their guardians and giggling as opposed to beaten battered and left on the sides of the roads. Their water was clear and blue as the sky above, not the dark black pools that were supposed to be thick with the blood of the residents. It made to no sense. She looked up to Brent and elbowed the metal lightly, gaining his attention.
"What in Nar's name is this?!" Her voice was full of confusion and it made her feel even more uneasy. A large arm rested itself on her shoulder and pushed her closer. Brent looked down. Even though she couldn't see it she was sure Brent was smiling.
"You can't always believe what you hear. Most of the stories you've heard about Spiru is just that..."
"So you've been here before?"
He placed a finger across his lips and turned facing their guide who was now staring at a blindingly radiant figure coming their way. Looking at all the jewels and pearls it was easy to tell this person was important but even more then that...he was beautiful. Rink tried hard to bite her tongue. Already she felt the comments of his jewelry somehow finding their way into her pockets, or how she never thought creatures so pretty would be in a place with such a horrid reputation.
"...In the main temple NOW" Rink couldn't catch all of what the woman said as she was drowned in her own thoughts but off they were speeding toward Aramazd knew what.
Unlike Brent's cool and seemingly calm response to the events unfolding, Rink couldn't stand the negative energy surrounding them. She was a nervous wreak which usually wouldn't be so much of a problem if she had something to blow up. Instead her captain had just feed the three powerful crew members on board the Leviathan to Spiru. Great. She kept her hands fussing with the hem of her soft leather shorts and then to the buckles on her sleeves. When they arrived it seemed like a party was waiting for them and now they looked like someone had just told them they were here to light their houses on fire.
"Not like we haven't seen those faces before" She murmured under her breath. It could have been her imagination but she could have sworn she saw Thane smile


The trio stared at the room in awe. it had been awhile since they had been actually invited into something that looked like it belonged to royalty. Marble and silks sprinkled with gold, it was a place held in high importance. Thane took the first steps into the room, his crew members following only a step behind. He took his place upon some cushions and faced the large curtain.

Thane looked between the silhouette and the decorated man behind them. Obviously these people thought they knew more then what they were leading on. It's times like these that Thane is happy he tells his employers not to tell them more then they needed to know but this time was different.
"Ma'am." Thane nodded to the curtain. "I'm not sure what you hear from beyond your waters but I am Thane Giz, a mercenary and have quite a name for myself. I'm not telling you this just to flatter myself or my crew but so you can have some sort of knowledge that what i'm about to tell you is true. I have no clue why that boy is so important. I received the warrant telling me i was to bring this man in alive to Circle from an errand boy of theirs." Thane motioned to the two crew members beside him "Neither do they. I'm sorry I'm not of more help. I took a job that paid very well to take the boy and bring him in. I do need to make a living now."
He was poked from behind by a cold object. He turned slightly to nod at Brent who positioned himself straighter and cleared his voice.
"Matron. I am Brentiusaan of the Urabriis. It's not my right to question matrons motives but, what are you doing with the boy? what do you know?"

Thane Giz. How very human you are. We have ways of knowing truth." She said it simply and not as an insult. His tone and mannerism's and way of speaking would strike her as childish and defensive. "You speak truth I understand, but I can not hand the boy over to you for you to give to them." She raised a hand. "Greetings dear and honorable Brentiusaan of the Urabriis. I have heard much of you from Cheyhyi. As a trusted alli of Spiru I will confide to you and your companions what I have discovered. Cheyhyi let us discuss this as one." His tail flicked and the sound of the bell came once more. He got up and slid the curtain back to reveal the Matron.
Her skin was soft and crinkled like old leather and she was very short. When standing she was 4'8. She was plump and human looking with the exception of gemlike stones growing on her skin. It would be strange to discover she was the Matron because her race was normally cave dwellers and were not known for being near oceans. Che sat a little behind her when he was done with the curtain. To be the sole attendant of the Matron at this meeting was an honor reserved for few but they were great friends beyond the call of duty so it was hardly political.
"We so far believe it to be a human child but it displays strange characteristics. We pulled 3 Spirit snakes from his being. He appears to have somehow been poccessed by them...we cannot tell if it was by force of the snakes or if he had somehow absorbed them. So we deduct he is a medium of sorts. Our goal is to protect him from the Circle until more is learned."



Yona grabbed his hand, her own trembling. "You do not have permission to touch me." His smile faded. His race had to get permission to touch the residents of Spiru. "Funny." He chirped, sliding his hand away. "I thought you enlightened folk were free of that racism bullshit." She gritted her teeth, his barb stinging as equally as hers stung him. "Touche." She said.

Both Thane and Rink turned to look at Brent as we spoke, eyes wide. This was the first time Rink had heard his whole name, she could hardly remember it let alone say it.
"You've been here before?"
"Of course. Its beautiful here, I almost wish I'd never left."

The three watched in silence as the two creatures in front of them, as opposite as can be, work as one. The small woman spoke as if she knew everything that would be said, which just made things a little odd for the trio. Her voice made Rink feel at ease though and it was easy to see why she was placed to highly in Spiru's society.

"spirit eels?" Brent asked and a low growl could be heard from his helm. "What does Circle want with a medium? Thane?"

"you got me there. You were there when we got the job... I dont exactly like the idea of Circle having someone so important. I just figured it was some kid that stole some goods." He thought for a second and stared at the woman in front of him. No one in his crew was exactly a fan of Circle. In a matter of fact they usually go out of their way to pick up jobs that go against them. So it was a surprise to the entire crew when Thane gave the ok to pick up this work.

It was simple. Curiosity. something that circle wanted to much that they came to one of the best mercenaries on this side of the continent to find it and to think that "thing" was a boy.


"Then let us offer our services to keep the boy safe from Circle. It's only a matter of time till they send someone to check on his whereabouts. We didn't mean any harm to come to your kingdom of course."

Brent looked at Thane and noded.

"We do not know what circle wants with a medium. It could be a variety of reasons. The medium species were killed off long ago so it is a curious business that this one drops onto us from nothingness. A most sacred mystery. Of course you mean no trouble and we are prepared to offer you the Circle's sum for your services if the creature is kept safe." Che got up and took an ornate box out to set in front of Thane. "A token of our alliance and a symbol of our deal." The matron said. "Will you accept this important duty?"

Gilleo looked up and nodded. "I will see you later m'lady." He mock bowed and strolled into the temple. His entrance was silent and he waited for the deal to be accepted or declined.