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Alois, Penelope, Gunther, Edrick, Link, and Abdul The metamorphosis of Pylauses's expression was a sight to behold. Going from an assured smile to a smug sneer after Link and Gunther spoke, to confused annoyance after Penelope's remark, easing up slightly after Abdul's concession, before finally settling on red-faced acrimony after Alois's insult. What was equally interesting was his companion's coloring, which had paled to ash white after the princess's question. "I...I-I..." the stout man stumbled over his words, obviously not having expected this particular subject to come up. Before he could continue, Pylauses interrupted. "Affirmative, so you have descried Hanikap priorly, and so?" his tone was one of clear dismissal. "It is no felonicity to be so witnessed in this unpretentious community. Indeed, though I am loathsome in admittance, we are ourselves burgesses of this burg." "Yeah yeah, right!" Hanikap nodded along. "What he said! We're burger burglars!" "Not burglars, burgesses, you bumbling buffoon!" the taller man tripped him with his cane. "Extend him no attention, ladies, and gentlemen!" he shook his head. "Though I cannot assert the nobility of your personages in aggregate, most keenly in regards to conclusive particulars," he finished with a sneer at Alois and a point of his cane toward the boy in question. "Now hold yer horses," Mene cut in, bristling slightly. "I don't know what all this is about burgs and burglars, but I know Alois ain't part of it," she finished with her hands on her hips. "So beggin' yer pardon, Mister Pylauses--" "It's Lord Pylauses to you, Mene--" "But I'm thinkin' ye'd best git going." "Non, non," the man shook his head with a superior-sounding sigh. "Mene, Mene, sometimes I am stricken with the most awful of awes over you and the other settlers. I am not presently present to give offensiveness to any figures. That is an occupation that your most...esteemed scion has undertaken himself. Non, I am in attendance merely to offer a more decorous dwelling for these fair foreigners." "Um..." Mene rubbed her head, her eyes swimming in confusion. "Then, thankee? But to me it sounds as if'n these 'ere good folks want ter follow me," she finished. "That is purely by virtue of them not being conversant in the particulars of my manor's manners," the man replied. "Not to mention, though I am uttering such presently, but they are not in overflowing accord," he spread his arms wide, turning toward Abdul. "And my responsiveness is...indubitably! I would be most acquiescent to take in this impoverished fellow. And as he is currently leaking his sanguinity all over the terra firma, might I advocate for a most alacritous evacuation?" he nodded at the boy's wounds, which had reopened somewhat after being moved. "Oh dear me!" Mene gasped upon noticing the boy's condition as well. "It's a good thing I have some vulneraries at home." "As if mere vulneraries are what this youth necessitates," Pylauses sneered. "I am in possession of concoctions and even, conceivably, elixirs." "Well, ain't like they'll bring his blood back," Mene frowned. "We jus' need to get the wounds closed and all, an' vulneraries are good enough for that." "Perhaps, now that these visitationers are au courant of my giantesque inventory, we should let them adjudicate." "To your health, Milord!" Hanikap said, bringing out a handkerchief and offering it to the other man. "I said adjudicate, not achoo, you dimwit!" "O-Oh," the squat man replied, lowering the handkerchief. "Er...sorry, Lord Gaston." The nobleman sighed before turning back to the group. "Neglecting priorous events, what is your determination?" -- Citron As soon as Rohns had been removed from the square, Thile crumpled to the cobblestone ground, legs trembling underneath her. "That...was too much..." she panted. "But at least...the demon wolf is gone." "It's 'cause yer outta shape," Achos snorted. "An' yer scared o' a baby wolf," he whistled, shaking his head. "Never thought I'd see the day." "Oh can it, ya overgrown lunkhead. Not all's of us can turn into a moose. Sees how ye likes becomin' a hare an' afearin' fer yer life," the woman shot back, though her tone sounded more exhausted than angry. Upon Citron's approach and subsequent apology, she went silent, though there was still a furrow present between her brows. "Money ain't the problem," Thile frowned. "With my stall destroyed by yer overgrown lizard, I won't be able to sell my stock till it's fixed. An' I don't know 'bout other places, but here in Phar, we don't use gold or even silver to trade. That's more the mayor's thing. We just barter here. So unless you can gimme summat'll cover all the days lost from my destroyed stall," her frown deepened, "yer gonna have ta work it off. And not by lettin' ye run off with empty promises of sending stuff back. Mightn't be ye never come back." She glared at Citron, hands on her hips. "No, no, yer gonna hafta stay. Could use some help 'round the house for a tennight or two, make that a month if'n ye wanna get fed an' housed too." The older woman who had been talking with them earlier coughed. "Well now, let's not get too hasty. I don't think this young'un really needs to stay that long. Probably has things to do and such. Youngsters always do." Unlike the other two, she had a more refined air to her, though her back was slightly stooped from age and covered in a shawl. "What about this? You, girlie, what was your name again?" she gestured toward Citron. "Why don't you help us rebuild this stall first off? And then see if your friends can help cover the cost of the damage. If need be, you might have to give the rest of your stock to Thile here, but I think that's a better offer than sticking around here for a month." "An' this is why Pheodea is Pheodea," Achos nodded. His dark hair was cropped close to his head. Shirtless despite the cool autumn air, his burly figure made it clear that he likely hadn't been lying about being a lumberjack. "She always knows jus' what t'do." "I guess that'n might work as well," Thile said reluctantly. "Though I wouldn't 'ave minded a housekeeper fer a month." -- Sienna As Sienna set about cleaning up Amas's house, she would hear Icleias start to bark, before being told to "siddown" by Amas. The puppy went silent then, but it wasn't long afterward that it followed her into the house, literally dogging her steps. It seemed pretty fascinated with her scent, as it kept sniffing at her, tail wagging. "Oi, Icleias, don't go makin' this lass's job any harder than it needs t'be," Amas's voice caused the pup to sit down with a thud in the corner of the house, tail thumping against the ground still. It wasn't long before Sienna finished up with her cleaning. The shortbow and chimney were still broken, but that would take more time to do. Amas ended up saying as much himself. "The bow's shot, so forget about it. I'm workin' on a new one right now, see?" he showed the piece of wood he was slowly working into a bow shape. "As for the chimney, well," he scratched his cheek, "that thing needs good stone and lime, two things I don't have right now." The man paused. "Tell ya what. Here," he handed Sienna a few furs. "If it helps, these aren't fox pelts. See, that's rabbit," he pointed at a gray one, "that's beaver," he pointed to a brown one, "and that's pine marten," he pointed at a darker brown one. "That should be enough for some stones and some lime. See if'n you can get some from Theusido. He's the local quarrier, supplier o' rocks and stuff. He'll be over thataway," he waved toward the other end of the square. "Over there's where all the shops are. The ones that ain't stalls, anyway. Theusido's probably busy, but if ya tell him Amas sent ya, it should be fine. I'd go meself, but I want to get this bow done afore dark," the man shrugged. "Remember, we need chimney stone and lime. Tell him exactly that. 'Bout five pounds worth maybe. Oh, here," the hunter pushed a small wheelbarrow over. "If ye can't carry it all, just put them in here. Git going then," he returned to the barrel and his carving. As Sienna set off, she would find that the puppy, Icleias, seemed determined to follow her. His owner raised a brow but continued working without comment. He didn't seem too worried about letting the pup follow the fox. -- Tsetseg The militia girl seemed to calm slightly as Tsetseg continued to pat her on the head, but the archer's first words caused her to straighten in shock. "Huh? Y-Yes, I'm the beaver, I mean, I was the beaver. Did I forget to say that? Oh, rats, I did didn't I?!" the girl started to flail her arms around in panic. "I can't believe this! Argh, I'm so stupid! Not a good fighter, can't even introduce myself right..." she drooped slightly before sitting up higher, face set in determination even while tears still streamed down her cheeks. "My name is Phaidra! Phaidra Francos at your service!" she gave a sideways salute that made it clear she was still learning how to do them right. "But you can just call me Phai. Everybody else does." "Well when a cute fluffy creature like that is in danger I have to save it!" "W-Wow, you really are a hero. You even talk like one!" Phaidra's eyes shone. "B-But I've been pretty rude, haven't I? I didn't even ask your name? So...on that note, what is your name, Miss Hero? And uhh...do you like fish?" the tears had finally stopped, though she was still sniffling. "I might not be very good at fighting, but I'm pretty good at fishing! See, I was gonna try and be the village fisherman, but then I wanted to fight like my cousin! Oh, you might not have met her yet. Her name's Acantha! She's a little..." she cringed slightly, "sharp. But she means well! At least...I think so," she trailed off. "Anyway, uhh, I got off track again, but I wanted to say that I have fish! Or that I fish. Er...if you want fish...I have fish?" she grinned sheepishly. -- Catriona, Ciela, and Adel "Yeah, Phai's a bit of a scatterbrain, but she tries hard," Acantha said. "It doesn't really make up for her mistakes, though." "With time, her efforts will bear fruit," Catriona pointed out. "What are you, a fortune-teller or something?" the cavalier snorted. "Anyway, don't let me hold you back. Didn't you have a task for that woman?" she pointed rudely at the pegasus knight. The white-haired woman shook her head. "I am not comfortable with having her set off at this moment. Her head--" "I'm fine, Your Highness," Adel said, walking over to stand in front of the princess. "My injuries were light, and I am steady on my feet now." Catriona glanced over the other before nodding her agreement. "In that case, I need you to deliver a message to," she paused, "my father." This had been an idea she had considered since the pegasus knight had joined their party. It's too risky to send a carrier pigeon because it could be intercepted, she thought. But a verbal message through a trusted pegasus knight should be fine. "If the guards refuse to let you through, show them this," she handed over a signet ring. The crest on it would be recognizable to anybody familiar with Galtean heraldry. The crest of House Nabudis. It looked slightly different, as it showed the personal coat-of-arms for Catriona, but the crest itself was unmistakable. She had mixed feelings over giving the other her ring. On the one hand, she never parted with it, not even after being kidnapped. It was a mark of her identity. On the other hand, if discovered on her person, that would reveal her identity immediately, which would only hinder her attempts at anonymity. "Bear this to my father along with the message that I am in Histia, and not to trust Lord Sebastian. Also..." she paused, before stepping closer and lowering her voice. What was said afterward was heard only between the two of them. Stepping away, her voice returned to her normal pitch, though it was still rather low for a woman. "It may be difficult to find us afterward. See if my father has any further instructions for you." "By your command," Adel nodded, her stoic face belying the torrent of emotions she was feeling underneath. Confusion was dominant, mixed with some amusement, fear, and relief. I'm not sure I want to go back to Galtea, but at least I'll be leaving this village. Still, there's something ironic about me of all people being sent to that place. Catriona stepped back once more. "You may leave when you see fit. And...thank you," the last few words came out awkwardly. "You're welcome," the reply was much more natural, the amusement showing more openly. "I'll go now, while there's still daylight left," the pegasus knight began to walk toward the exit. She stopped at the doorway, turning back once to look at the princess, who had returned to the bench where Ciela's prone body had been placed. "Good luck, Your Highness." Without waiting for a reply, she faced forward and left the building. It didn't take long for the woman to find her pegasus. Tyltalis hadn't wandered very far from the mayor's house. Getting on the pegasus, and ignoring its annoyed whicker, the woman kicked its sides, spurring it to gallop forward and flap its wings before powering itself into the air. The two flew higher and higher, then farther, until they became little more than a dot in the sky. OOC

Grawbacca couldn’t help but laugh at the scrawny battle droids in front of him. He took out his bowcaster and charged the droids head on. First he used the stock of the blaster to smash one droid before beginning to retaliate with bolts of his own. Eventually, the amount of shots being fired at him made him have to get behind cover. During the fight, Grawbacca said to his associates “I think they know we’re here.” He jumped slightly as a blaster bolt just barely missed him. He growled at that. That cheeky droid was going to pay for that if he damaged his beautiful fur coat. The Zabrak was their target and he couldn’t be bothered with the fight any longer. Graw took out a time bomb from his bandolier and armed it. He then stepped around to the droids and gave it a good toss.

"So this was Blue Yonder Academy..." Kai said, his bag slung around his right shoulder and his Duel Disk on his arm as he stood in front of the prestigious school. Technically he wasn't suppose to be here until tomorrow to officially start his first day as a transfer, but he decided he'd scope out the place ahead of time. Get an idea as to who's ass he needed to kick. He expected to see a bunch of losers walking around their daily class day, or maybe to meet face to face with the best kid around the block for a duel. Instead he was greeted by the sight of various monsters causing havoc around the school. "...what the hell is going on!" Kai was in disbelief as to what he was watching. It took him a second to recognize some of the monsters running around - they were duel monsters, specifically level 1 ones. This was the all mighty Blue Yonder Academy? He had to double check that he was in the right place on his phone. "Yep, this is the place." With an annoyed sigh, he started walking forward. He didn't understand why there were a bunch of holograms walking around the place, nor did he know why they chose Level 1 monsters of all things. He was stopped, however, when something bumped into him. "Hey! Watch where you're go-" He was about to shoot down the moron that bumped into him, but was caught off-guard when instead of a kid it was some sort of scarecrow with a booster. It took him a second to process what had happened, but he realized these things weren't holograms. Or at least, they were some kind of solid holograms. Either way, Kai walked back a bit, staring into the sunglasses of the mechanical man. "Boy, don't tempt me!" The scarecrow shouted in a gruff, metallic tone. The metallic man raised his club before putting it down. "You're lucky, brat. I've got places to be. People to see. Don't got time to mess with some low life." "Who the hell do yo-" Before he could finish his sentence, however, the scarecrow jettison off. "Hey! Why you..!" In a fit of rage, Kai chased after the scarecrow. He wasn't sure what he could do to the monster, but he wasn't about to let some rust bucket talk to him like that. After casing after the scarecrow, and evading the other monsters, he found himself in front of what seemed to be some sort of skeleton mosh pit. In the pile of bones were the first actual people he had seen since he got here. In a huff, he made a dash towards the group of kids and the skeletons, which seemed to not be attacking them? This was so confusing. He had also lost the scarecrow at some point, which wasn't helping with his mood. "Hey!" Kai shouted towards the group, waving his arms in the air to catch their attention. "Is it always like this here!?" He stopped when a pair of skeletons gave him a particularly nasty glare. Or at least he thought they were, it was hard to tell since they didn't have eyes. Either way it was creeping him out. "Yo, are we cool with these skeletons? Please tell me we're cool with the skeletons." This was going to be an interesting school year, he could tell.