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Reinaan's mood was pretty good all things considered. Ryia's quiet acknowledgment of wanting to try different meats and Pyrrha's energetic response to the boy's passing comment about the Roc meat were only aiding in this. Though he had to wonder if Keres knew what a joke was as she began explaining the behavior of Rocs. It was an interesting fact to be sure that the birds were so territorial. But she did know he wasn't seriously looking to find and kill another right? He had to assume she did and just felt like explaining regardless or else it was going to bother him for a while. However, his mind didn't have too terribly long to linger on the thought as Lindow remarked that despite everything they'd done here, the whereabouts of the Demon Gate were still entirely unknown. Ever observant Keres commented that the Gate had likely been on the central platform where they had fought the Roc. "I had just assumed the marks were from the bird's talons but I guess they were kinda off for that." the Draken inserted as he tried to recall the look of the platform when they had investigated it later. "But how could someone just move the Gate? We saw what it did to those sharks that were just near it in the desert, never mind that crazy wizard. Wouldn't you turn into some crazy monster if you touched it that long?" he asked with a puzzled look on his face. Naturally the Draken's only real considerations were physical and how he might have been able to personally move the Gate as they saw it in the desert. Soon after pondering he realized neither Keres nor himself had addressed Pyrrha who still hadn't actually seen a Demon Gate herself. "So these things are pretty dark, like obsidian or something though not as shiny." he began the less than expert explanation using what materials he was familiar with as reference. "They got these pillars like twice my height and look like they have horns at the top. In the middle there's this little glass-like ball with a lot of crazy looking stuff swirling in it." Reinaan continued while making obscure hand motions like he could somehow make his description materialize more clearly. "But more than anything, you'll know the gate by looking at them. You'll feel all messed up inside. Like a mix of the worst feelings you've ever felt. We were okay because we destroyed it before too long but it can change living things into horrible looking monsters." he continued as he then described the bizarre appearance of the twin headed sand sharks that were able to launch their head forward by extending the bones of their neck. The draken then added in how to destroy them by having your spirit enter it and described how Flux had done so to the first Gate. "So yeah, it's not something you could just up and move." he concluded after reviewing all the details in the process of explaining it to the elf girl.

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"are you going to write about me in your notes?" Keres nodded in response. Of course she would. There was no reason not to. It wasn't lost on her that he was likely joking but it only made sense to keep track of things such as this. Reinaan's suggestion of finding another one was also clearly a joke. Yet Keres felt like speaking up in response anyway. "There won't be another. Not near here. Roc are territorial and their territory is quite large. We'd have to go to the other side entirely if we wanted to find one." From there they got onto the subject of the Demon Gate. The lack of finding one as well as, from their newest member, what one even was like. Keres glanced over at Geoff. Remembering his instance that he was the Chosen. She worried he'd be bothered by the conversation but he was off on his own. Having a rather animated discussion with his buffalo as it seemed. Something came to mind as the questions were brought up. Something she had noticed but hadn't really thought about at the time. "The nest...there were marks. Something large was there before and was moved. I think it might have been the Gate. It had to have been moved a long time ago." She said. She licked her lips and took a sip of water, her throat starting to grow sore. Pyrrha's question was a good one, of course. And she could explain it. She had been up close and personal with it after all. But all this speaking was starting to wear on her and she decided to leave it to one of the others to describe. In the meantime she silently started to clean up as people finished.